Eulogy on King Philip: As Pronounced at the Odeon, in Federal Street, Boston

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Page 24 - When white man's child die, Indian man he sorry — he help bury him. — When my child die, no one speak to me — I make his grave alone. I can no live here.
Page 34 - Your governor is but a subject of King Charles * of England. I shall not treat with a subject. I shall treat of peace only with the king, my brother. When he comes, I am ready.
Page 6 - ... as the immortal Washington lives endeared and engraven on the hearts of every white in America, never to be forgotten in time, — even such is the immortal PHILIP honored, as held in memory by the degraded, but yet grateful descendants, who appreciate his character...
Page 40 - Nor could they [the English] cease crying to the Lord against Philip, until they had prayed the bullet into his heart. And in speaking of the slaughter of Philip's people, at Narraganset, he says, " We have heard of two-and-twenty Indian captains, slain all of them, and brought down to hell in one day.
Page 53 - Our groves and hunting grounds are gone, our dead are dug up, our council fires are put out, and a foundation was laid in the first Legislature to enslave our people, by taking from them all rights, which has been strictly adhered to ever since. Look at the disgraceful laws, disfranchising us as citizens. Look at the treaties made by Congress, all broken. Look at the deep-rooted plans laid, when a territory becomes a state, that after so many years the laws shall be extended over the Indians that...
Page 13 - ... my monument defaced in a despiteful manner; disdaining our ancient antiquities, and honorable customs. See now the sachem's grave lies like unto the common people, of ignoble race defaced. Thy mother doth complain...
Page 13 - When last the glorious light of all the sky was underneath this globe, and birds grew silent, I began to settle, as my custom is, to take repose. Before mine eyes were fast closed...
Page 19 - ... of friendly Indians. In 1647, the pilgrims speak of large and respectable tribes. But let us trace them for a few moments. How have they been destroyed, is it by fair means? No. How then? By hypocritical proceedings, by being duped and flattered; flattered by informing the Indians that their God was a going to speak to them, and then place them before the cannon's mouth in a line, and then putting the match to it and kill thousands of them.
Page 5 - ... with equal luster, were not able to prepare mantles to cover the burning elements of an uncivilized world. What, then? Shall we cease to mention the mighty of the earth, the noble work of God? Yet those purer virtues remain untold. Those noble traits that marked the wild man's course lie buried in the shades of night; and who shall stand? I appeal to the lovers of liberty. But those few remaining descendants who now remain as the monument of the cruelty of those who came to improve our race and...
Page 11 - December 1620, the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth, and without asking liberty from anyone they possessed themselves of a portion of the country, and built themselves houses, and then made a treaty, and commanded them to accede to it. This, if now done, it would be called an insult, and every white man would be called to go out and act the part of a patriot, to defend their country's rights...

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