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Ponteach Monologue from Ponteach; Or, The Savages of America

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

male · dark · 54 sec

Whence? Take them from our conquered running Foes. Their Fortresses are Magazines of Death, Which we can quickly turn against themselves; And when they're driven to their destin'd Bounds, Their Love of Gain will soon renew their Trade. The heartless French, whene'er they see us conquer, Will join their little Force to help us on. Nay, many of their own brave trusty Soldiers, In Hope of Gain, will give us their Assistance; For Gain's their great Commander, and will lead them Where their brave Generals cannot force their March: Some have engag'd, when they see hope of Plunder, In sly Disguise to kill their Countrymen.

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