Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed. The Book of New York Verse. 1917.
Election Returns at Tammany Hall, 1819 (extract from The State Triumvirate)Gulian Crommelin Verplanck
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Where, when in town, his saintship goes;
Bad news flows in—a sullen gloom
O’erspreads each face that crowds the room.
While sure forebodings fill the breast,
In vain, they strive to hope the best;
Before them spread, returns are seen,
Of votes from Ulster, Orange, Greene.
Numbers in each, before unknown,
Of public feeling, mark the tone—
Gilbert and Miller look, and groan.
But one whose hopes not yet are fled,
Will know how other counties sped;
“Queens? Richmond?—gone!—nay, ask no more!
“And Rockland?—worse than e’er before!
“Westchester?—all our hopes has crossed!
“But Dutchess?—Dutchess too is lost!!”
O-k-y had said it promised well,
But some are bought who cannot sell!
Now marks the muse in ev’ry face.
What varied tunes the passions trace;
Some sink in sullen mute despair,
Some bite the lip, or rend the hair—
One raves aloud, or curses flings
On Rockland, Putnam, Orange, Kings.