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Inscribed in blue-gray ink upper right: "3"

Lettered upper center: "A PROPHECY"; lower center: "The Guardian Prince of Albion burns in his nightly tent, Sullen fires across the Atlantic glow to America's shore: Piercing the souls of warlike men, who rise in silent night. Washington, Franklin, Paine & Warren, Gates, Hancock & Green; Meet on the coast glowing with blood from Albions fiery Prince. | Washington spoke: “Friends of America look over the Atlantic sea; A bended bow is lifted in heaven, & a heavy iron chain Descends link by link from Albions cliffs across the sea to bind Brothers & sons of America, till our faces pale and yellow; Heads deprest, voices weak, eyes downcast, hands work-bruis'd, Feet bleeding on the sultry sands, and the furrows of the whip Descend to generations that in future times forget. | The strong voice ceas'd; for a terrible blast swept over the heaving sea; The eastern cloud rent: on his cliffs stood Albions wrathful Prince A dragon form clashing his scales at midnight he arose, And flam'd red meteors round the land of Albion beneath. His voice, his locks, his awful shoulders, and his glowing eyes,"