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The success of Harvey's attempt to stabilize and diversify agricultural production is confirmed in the account of Captain Thomas Young of his voyage to Virginia and Delaware Bay in 1634. Sailing up the James River he noticed that "the cuntry aboundeth with very great plentie of milk, cheese, butter and corne, which latter almost every planter in the country hath."
What I have don I look not back to magnifie; My Cuntry calld me to it.
Take a close way home And clap your spurres on roundly. Mod. No place safe for me! This Prince has long armes, and his kindled anger A thousand eyes Make hast and raise the Cuntry. Enter Captn & Soldiers. Cap. This was a narrow scape; he was ith' feild, sure. Sold. Yes, that was certaine he that ridd of by us, When we stood close ith' brakes. Cap. A devill take it!
A wunderfull day hapend. Father and True and me and Nobbles went on our skats to skat in the cuntry. It was a very big pond, and a lot of pepul, and we went in the trane. Nobbles kam with us. The ice began to brake when a boy went on it where he was told not, and he went thro. It was an orful moment. And father and me saw him do it.
I, now methincks I feele the happynes Of being sproong from such a noble father, That sacrifizd his honour, life and fortune For his lov'd Cuntry. Will. All feele sencibly, And every noble hart laments their miseries, And every eie, that labours not with mallice, Sees your great services and through what dangers You have raisd those noble speritts monuments. Or.
Something I know That I could wish I nere had understood, Which yet if I should speake, as the respect And duty that I owe my Cuntry binds me, It wilbe thought 'tis rather privat spleene Then pious zeale.
You have sold me, Rogues, betrayd me: fire the Cart, I say, Or heave it into th' Moat. Hunt. We have not men enough. Will ye goe in? the Cuntry will rise presently, And then you shall see, Sir, how wee'll buckle with 'em. Mod. I see I am undon: the hay choakes all, I cannot get beside it. Enter Captaine & Soldiers. Cap. Stir not a foote, For he that do's has mett his preist.
3 D. W. Your owne Cuntry breedes ye hansom, maintaines ye brave, But with a stubborne hand the husbands awe ye: You speake but what they please, looke where they point ye, And though ye have some libertie 'tis lymitted. 4 D. W. Which cursse you must shake of.
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