A poem on the late distress of the town of Boston . With some remarks on the sudden flight of the ministerial troops, after plundering and destroying the property of the worthy inhabitants, they left the town in the greatest confusion imaginable, not allowing themselves time to take with them great part of their warlike stores, in short they fled like murderer's pursued by the hand of Justice.
Rich, Elisha, 1740-1804?. | Date: M,DCCLXXVI [1776]