Then rang the looms[25] amain.
But keen and crafty tories,
They prowl’d around at night,
And plotted long, and bought and sold,
And hoax’d and coax’d the young and old
Their homespun league to slight.[26]
“We must not wait till England
Shall send the stamps,” wrote Edes.[27]
“Once let our tories own a few,
They soon were sown the whole land through