Let tyrants shake their iron rod,

And Slav'ry clank her galling chains,

We fear them not, we trust in God,

New England's God forever reigns.

Howe and Burgoyne and Clinton too,

With Prescot and Cornwallis join'd,

Together plot our Overthrow,

In one Infernal league combin'd.

When God inspir'd us for the fight,

Their ranks were broke, their lines were forc'd,

Their ships were Shatter'd in our sight,

Or swiftly driven from our Coast.

The Foe comes on with haughty Stride;

Our troops advance with martial noise,

Their Vet'rans flee before our Youth,

And Gen'rals yield to beardless Boys.

What grateful Off'ring shall we bring?

What shall we render to the Lord?

Loud Halleluiahs let us Sing,

And praise his name on ev'ry Chord.

I sincerely apologize for the lack of posts recently. Things have been really busy on the farm lately. My mini rex rabbit had given birth to six kits in mid-march, I planted lettuce and onions in our garden, my sister's goat kidded last week, and the grass grew 2 feet (just a small exaggeration). With this in addition to web design classes (which I just finished), school, 4H, and (of course) guitar, I have had very little time to blog. But I am planning on spending the next week catching up on new posts.

Next to autumn, spring is my favorite time. So, here is a video I made with a poem by Emily Dickinson. The field in this video is actually behind my house (for better quality, it may be necessary for the video to load). To view the poem, go here.