Mrs. Cranch and Miss Betsey return'd from Boston this evening.
A ballad, founded on fact.1Now ponder well, ye students sad,The words which I shall write,The people of the town are mad,And ready for the fight.251T'was once upon a sabbath dayA day, which you shall rueThat parson H——d2 could not prayAnd laid the fault to you,And when with melody of heart,The people rose to singA noise was heard from every part,Which made the Church to ring.And, what can scarcely be believ'dThough I the truth attestE'en Foxcroft's3 voice was scarce perceiv'dDiscordant with the rest.No wonder then his pious rageBurst forth into a flame,He vow'd an holy war to wage,And Winthrop4 did the same.Thus by the hand of mighty powerWhich good from evil draws,Men who were ne'er devout beforeEspouse religion's cause.“A seperation must ensue,Cries Winthrop all on fire,Or I will surely quit my pew,And from the church retire“What satisfaction can I reapFrom either pray'r or sermonIf I am thus bereft of sleep,By this audacious vermin.”“My voice, no longer will I raise”The worthy Foxcroft said“The lord, no longer will I praise,If such a noise be made“No more the accents of my tongue,Shall you, with rapture hearNo more the harmony of songShall please the ravish'd ear.”252“Oh spare, (cried Winthrop,) spare that threatFor should it once, be known,They soon would make a noise as greatOr greater than your own.“Refer the matter to the lawsAnd I can surely find,A Witness in the pious causeJust suited to my mind“On any two that we shall name,The punishment must fall,To save religion's injur'd fameLet them atone for all.”Yet after all, our pious friends,The people of the town,Found they could not obtain their endsAnd laid the matter down.A mountain once, as I am told,The pangs of child-birth felt,Her moanings frighten'd young and oldWho near the borders dwelt.Full long the mountain had remain'dIn this distressful plight,And when her pains were at an end,A mouse was brought to light.1.
Presumably this was written by JQA and is the piece to which he refers in his entry for 24 Jan. 1788 (below).
2.
Rev. Timothy Hilliard, minister of the First Church in Cambridge.
3.
John Foxcroft, a justice of the peace and county registrar of deeds, whose suspected sympathy for the British lost him his positions. Foxcroft continued to live in Cambridge a life of “luxurious idleness,'' and students remembered his loud voice while singing hymns and psalms in services at Hilliard's church (Sibley-Shipton, Harvard Graduates, 14:268–270).
4.
James Winthrop, the college librarian. On student antipathy toward Winthrop, see his sketch in the Descriptive List of Illustrations, No. 32.