“The menne and women, younge and olde, And eke the girls and boys, All started up in great affright Att the alarming noise.
“They then were murthered in their beddes Without shame or remorse; And soon the floors and streets were strew’d With many a bleeding corse.
“The village soon began to blaze, Which shew’d the horrid sight; But, O, I scarce can beare to tell The mis’ries of that night.
“They threw the infants in the fire, The menne they did not spare; But killed all which they could find, Tho’ aged or tho’ fair.
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“But some run off to Albany And told the doleful tale; Yett,