"Whatsoever thy hands find to do, do with thy might, for there is no work nor device in the grave wither thou goest."Exceeding far the swiftest steed,Unseen and silent, with them speed,And fast as stars fleet through the sky,The wings of time are…
March 29th, A.D. 1860, an attempt was made in Philadelphia to rescue Moses Horner, a man who had been kidnapped under the fugitive slave act, and was being dragged into slavery. For this attempt Alfred M. Green, Jeremiah Buck, Basil Hall, St. Clair…
Rage War, thou scourge, attended dire,Pour on our land thy hottest ire,
If but the slave go free.
Make Egypt's fields a smouldering waste,Where Famine howls o'er wealth displaced,
If but the slave go free.
Her first born sons in death lay…
'Vergiss die treuen todten nicht!'*
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Dear sainted one! how calmly turns my mind to vanish'd days,With what a deep delight I dwell on all thy words and ways;Thy bright sweet smiles, thy beaming glance, thy open tranquil brow,With what a life-like…
TWO VOICES.
While yet the sun, God's servant, waits,
And his reviving beams delays,
Around the attendant, misty earth,
A dim, cold influence plays.
Thou First! and High! and Holy One!
Our light of life from thee descends;
Thy dim reflections…
Away from home my love, my wife!
How slow the lingering moments roll!
Nature with every charm is rife,
And Autumn casts her solemn stole
O'er glem and mountain, wood and plain.
But home has charms of stronger spell,
And voices which I feel…
Adieu, to my dear native shore,To toss on the boisterous wave;To enjoy my kindred no more,But to weep - the tears of a SLAVE!By the sons of freemen I'm borne,To a land of the free and the brave;From my wife and children I'm torn,To weep - the sad…
Like an ocean breeze afloat,In a little pearly boat -Pearl within, and round about,And a silken streamer out.Over the sea, over the sea.Merrily, merrily saileth he!Not for battle, not for pelf,But to pleasure his own self,Sails he on for many a…
----- And fierce Oppression in my dream saw --
His victims bound in fetters at his feet: Their eyes bent to the ground - their faces dark, And deeply dyed with ebon, though the sun That branded deep his mark upon their face, Was rising on their land,…
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying clouds, the frostly light;
The Year is dying in the night,
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new;
Ring, happy bells, across the snow;
The Year is going, let it…
