John R. Howard, in his book, Poems Of Heroism In American Life, published in 1922, included this poem, titled The Boston Massacre. The author of this poem was noted as Paul Revere.
Unhappy Boston! see thy sons deplore Thy hallowed walks besmear'd with guiltless gore.
While faithless Preston and his savage bands With murderous rancor stretch their bloody hands;
Like fierce barbarians grinning o'er their prey, Approve the carnage and enjoy the day.
If scalding drops, from rager, from anguish wrung, If speechless sorrows lab'ring for a tongue,
Or if a weeping world can aught appease The plaintive ghosts of victims such as these;
The patriot's copious tears for each are shed, A glorious tribute which embalms the dead.
But know, Fate summons to that awful goal, Where justice strips the murderer of his soul:
Should venal Courts, the scandal of the land, Snatch the relentless villain from her hand,
Keen execrations on this plate inscib'd Shall reach a Judge Who never can be bribed.