The systematic and inflexible course of cruelties exercised by the British armies on American prisoners during the three first years of the war were doubtless unexampled among civilized nations. Considering it as a war against rebels, neither their officers nor soldiers conceived themselves bound by the ordinary laws of war. The detail of facts on this subject, especially in what concerned the prison ships, has not been sufficiently noticed in our annals; at least not so much noticed as the interest of public morals would seem to require. Mr. Boudinot, who was the American commissary of prisoners at the time, has since informed the author of this poem that in one prison ship alone, called the Jersey, which was anchored near Newyork, _eleven thousand_ American prisoners died in eighteen months; almost the whole of them from the barbarous treatment of being stifled in a crowded hold with infected air, and poisoned with unwholesome food. There were several other prison ships, as well as the sugar-house prison in the city, whose histories ought to be better known than they are. I say this not from any sort of enmity to the British nation, for I have none. I respect the British nation; as will be evident from the views I have given of her genius and institutions in the course of this work. I would at all times render that nation every service consistent with my duty to my own; and surely it is worthy of her magnanimity to consider as a real service every true information given her relative to the crimes of her agents in distant countries. These crimes are as contrary to the spirit of the nation at home as they are to the temper of her laws. No. 38. _Myrtles and laurels equal honors join'd, Which arms had purchased and the Muses twined;_ Book VI, Line 273. General Burgoyne had gained some celebrity by his pen, as well as by his sword, previous to the American war. He was author of the comedy called _The Heiress_, and of some other theatrical pieces which had been well received on the London theatres. No. 39. _Deep George's loaded lake reluctant guides Their bounding larges o'er his sacred tides._ Book VI. Line 285. The water of Lake George was held in particular veneration by the French catholics of Canada. Of this they formerly made their holy water; which was carried and distributed to the churches thro the province, and probably produced part of the revenues of the clergy. This water is said to have been chosen for the purpose on account of its extreme clearness. The lake was called _Lac du Saint Sacrement_. No. 40. _His savage hordes the murderous Johnson leads, Files thro the woods and treads the tangled weeds,_ Book VI. Line 389.