[This poem is part of American Independence in Verse.]
My Dear Countrymen: New duties have been laid on certain goods We’re bound by law to buy from England: glass, Paper, lead, paint, and tea. It’s said they’re not Internal taxes, and that Parliament, Therefore, has acted in its right. Not so: A duty laid for revenue, is tax; If laid on us, then we are taxed; and yes, If we be taxed without consent, are slaves. Rouse yourselves, my dear countrymen: behold The ruin hanging over your heads. If you Admit these duties, then the tragedy Of our American liberty is finished. Complying with this Act will warrant Britain, Through precedent, to later evil use Of falsely claimed authority.
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