Monologue

Philip Monologue from Ponteach; Or, The Savages of America

From Ponteach; Or, The Savages of America by Robert Rogers

male · defiant · 54 sec

Public or private Wrongs, no matter which. I think our Hunters ought to be reveng'd; Their Bodies are found torn by rav'nous Beasts, But who doubts they were kill'd by Englishmen? Their Heads are scalp'd, their Arms and Jewels gone, And Beasts of Prey can have no Use for these. No, they were murdered, slyly, basely shot, And who that has a Heart does not resent it? Oh! how I long to tear their mangled Limbs! Yes, I could eat their Hearts, and drink their Blood, And revel in their Torments, Pains, and Tortures; And, though I go alone, I'll seek Revenge.

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