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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Hell yeah, Bluenose.
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Hell yeah, Bluenose.
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I'm still building a presence here, so if you could share, I'd appreciate it!
I'm still building a presence here, so if you could share, I'd appreciate it!
I think I've finally cracked what the loyalist refugee meant when she lamented losing, as she put it, "my New England head." I've been wanting to write this chapter for so long. Now to do it justice!
I think I've finally cracked what the loyalist refugee meant when she lamented losing, as she put it, "my New England head." I've been wanting to write this chapter for so long. Now to do it justice!
From loyalist refugee Mary Robie's diary, June 4, 1783, noting celebrations of the king's birth in Halifax, Nova Scotia.
From loyalist refugee Mary Robie's diary, June 4, 1783, noting celebrations of the king's birth in Halifax, Nova Scotia.
In this 1784 letter, a father in exile notes that his status should have no bearing on his newborn daughter. She was born outside the US, and therefore not a US citizen—an advantage for loyalists refugees hoping to return after the Rev.
In this 1784 letter, a father in exile notes that his status should have no bearing on his newborn daughter. She was born outside the US, and therefore not a US citizen—an advantage for loyalists refugees hoping to return after the Rev.