And raged at Prospect Hill.[25]
Down sweeping, Heath and Warren
A charge to break them led;
Then Pickering’s men from Salem[25]
Burst, flood-like o’er their head.[26]
Full night had known its fullest,
Ere all their fears were still’d;
Full ninescore had we wounded,
And more than threescore kill’d.[27]
Nor, till they touched the river,[28]