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"Died, at Rochester, Tuesday, March 13, 1860, Annie, youngest daughter of Frederick and Anna Douglass, aged 10 years, 11 months, and 21 days. Smitten with grief at the absence of her father, she pined away and died, her mind having become impressed…

Hush! I cannot bear to see thee Stretch thy hands in vain; I have got no bread to give thee— Nothing, child, to ease thy pain. When God sent thee first to bless me, Proud and thankful too was I; Now, my darling, I thy mother, Almost long to…

Oh! let the soul its slumber break, Arouse its senses and awake, To see how soon Life, with its glories, glides away, And the stern footsteps of decay, Comes stealing on. How pleasure, like the passing wind, Blows by, and leaves us nought…

Too long I've waited here For thee, my love, the light Of evening star hath lent the spell And dream of its sweet beauty to the song Of night so long a while, the spell Doth wake my sighs, my light, I've waited here Too long.

SOFT are the fruitful flowers that spring The welcome promise of the spring, And soft the vernal gale; Sweet the wild warblings of the grove, The voice of nature and of love, That gladdens every vale. But softer, in the mourner's ear, Sounds the…

I exist, and yet of what avail am I; What poor human need leans on me?What aid am I to fellow weakness?The iron hoof of nations has trod upon me,As upon the worm that crawls the ground;But unlike the worm, I turn not crushed.The contumely, scorn,…

I. Shrink not, Christian, from the strife; See! the flag that floats above: Banner broad and dyed in blood; - Stern its motto? No! 't is love! - II. From the steep of Calvary, By a Saviour's hand unfurled: By the King of kings flung out For…

[At a recent slave sale, in one of the Southern states, the auctioneer, in a drunken humor, guaranteed the Christianity of the negro upon the block, and offered to sell him by the pound.] He can mow and how, and shovel and dig, And team, and lower,…

Father, while the day-light dies,Hear our grateful voices riseFor the blessings that we share,For thy kindness and thy care,For the joy that fills our breast,And the love that makes us blest, We thank thee, Father. For an earthly father's…

"This page, if thou wilt be a pater (parent-father) that reads it, thou wilt apardone me; if nocht, suspend thy censure till thou be a father, as said the grave Lacemaemonian Agesilaus." -Autobiography of James Melville. One time—my soul was pierced…