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TIE INFIDEL.
{"newspaper_name": "The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware register.", "edition": "01", "page": "p1", "byline": "mr. MOSES PERKINS."}
I've heard on Arric's drcary shore,
The serpent's hiss, the panthcr's roar,


No footsteps marked the sands;
No human voice the desert chcered,
Save now and then, were family heard,


The yell of savage bands.
I've seen the rcd volcanic tide,
Inpctious sweep the mountains side,


And wrap the plains in fire;
And heard the shepherds plaintivc means,
Mingling with Etna's hollow groans,


On passing gales expire.
In twilight's faint and dusky beam,
I've seen the murderer's weapon CLEAN,


Bathed in the victims gore;
Ghastly and pale with many wound.
The mangcd corse half breathing found,


stretched on the blood stained shore.
I've heard amid the foaming deep,
Where tempests howl, and whirlwinds


sweep,


Heart sending cries "to save;'
The shrieks of many trembling soul,
And marked the seas tremendous roll,


Which swept them to their grave.
no shepherds means, nor panther's roar,
Nor wreck, nor corse upon the shore,


TO me such pain has given
Asrseeing on the couch of death,
The infdel resign his breath,


without the hopes of heaven