Angel of Hadley

pick up the sword and feel the weight that crushed King George and all his sins / cry out with rage kept deep inside / did cast my soul across the seas / fair Hadley, dark and hidden there / did spy upon the distant hill, King Phillip's writhing , coiled snakes descend upon the helpless church / when suddenly I could not stop, my flashing swords and bloodied thrust did quench my burning, vengeful heart / a ghost arose, an "Angel" they cried, forever told in history / set free the demons calling him to free this place where peace did see / and disappear once more from sight / my blood, now yours, eternity... "Angel Of Hadley" by Frederik A. Chapman (circa 1850) can be viewed in Forbe's Library forbeslibrary.org/special/Angel...... or google "Angel Of Hadley"