Poems on SlaveryJ. Owen, 1842 - 31 sider |
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Side 18
... Negro lay ; He saw the fire of the midnight camp , And heard at times a horse's tramp And a bloodhound's distant bay . Where will - o ' - the - wisps and glowworms shine , In bulrush and in brake ; Where waving mosses shroud the pine ...
... Negro lay ; He saw the fire of the midnight camp , And heard at times a horse's tramp And a bloodhound's distant bay . Where will - o ' - the - wisps and glowworms shine , In bulrush and in brake ; Where waving mosses shroud the pine ...
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... Negro and enslaved , Sang of Israel's victory , Sang of Zion , bright and free . In that hour , when night is calmest , Sang he from the Hebrew Psalmist , In a voice so sweet and clear That I could not choose but hear , Songs of triumph ...
... Negro and enslaved , Sang of Israel's victory , Sang of Zion , bright and free . In that hour , when night is calmest , Sang he from the Hebrew Psalmist , In a voice so sweet and clear That I could not choose but hear , Songs of triumph ...
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abyss AGRICULTURAL AMERICAN angel ANIMAL CHEMISTRY AUTHOR OF VOICES blessed blind Boards brake bright broad lagoon buried CAMBRIDGE chains cheek CHEMISTRY IN HARVARD Cloth crew cried cruel curse death deed Desert DISMAL SWAMP distant District DREAM dungeon-gates at night earthquake's arm EDITION ERVING PROFESSOR fetter GIRL glad gray GREGORY grew hair hand HARVARD UNIVERSITY heard heart HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW holy human HYPERION JOHN OWEN JOHN W JUSTUS LIEBIG land LECTURES liberty lion Lord MANUSCRIPT meek MIDNIGHT MINERALOGY MODERN HISTORY moon neck Negro noble NUMEROUS ADDITIONS ORGANIC CHEMISTRY Perished PHYSIOLOGY pillars Planter POEMS poor pride prison PROFESSOR OF CHEMISTRY PUBLISHED BY JOHN QUADROON rising roof Royal 8vo sail sand Sang shine Shorn slave Slaver's SLAVERY sleep smile SOILS Songs soul steel sweet Temple tide tones triumph UNIVERSITY OF GIESSEN victory village Vols waited WEBSTER whip wide domains wild WILLIAM Witnesses
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Side 11 - The Slave's Dream BESIDE the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, He saw his Native Land. Wide through the landscape of his dreams The lordly Niger flowed; Beneath the palm-trees on the plain Once more a king he strode, And heard the tinkling caravans Descend the mountain-road. He saw once more his dark-eyed queen Among her children...
Side 13 - Before him, like a blood-red flag, The bright flamingoes flew ; From morn till night he followed their flight, O'er plains where the tamarind grew, Till he saw the roofs of Caffre huts, And the ocean rose to view. At night he heard the lion roar, And the hyena scream, And the river-horse as he crushed the reeds Beside some hidden stream ; And it passed like a glorious roll of drums, Through the triumph of his dream.
Side 14 - And the river-horse, as he crushed the reeds Beside some hidden stream ; And it passed, like a glorious roll of drums, Through the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of liberty ; And the Blast of the Desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and free, That he started in his sleep and smiled At their tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death had illumined the Land of Sleep, And his lifeless body lay A worn-out fetter,...
Side 19 - THE SLAVE IN THE DISMAL SWAMP. IN dark fens of the Dismal Swamp The hunted Negro lay ; He saw the fire of the midnight camp, And heard at times a horse's tramp And a bloodhound's distant bay. "Where will-o'-the-wisps and glow-worms shine, In bulrush and in brake; Where waving mosses shroud the pine, And the cedar grows, and the poisonous vine Is spotted like the snake; Where hardly a human foot could pass, Or a human heart would dare...
Side 31 - His desperate hands, and in its overthrow Destroyed himself, and with him those who made A cruel mockery of his sightless woe ; The poor, blind Slave, the scoff and jest of all, Expired, and thousands perished in the fall! There is a poor, blind Samson in this land, Shorn of his strength and bound in bonds of steel, Who may, in some grim revel, raise his hand, And shake the pillars of this Common weal, Till the vast Temple of our liberties A shapeless mass of wreck and rubbish lies.
Side 12 - He saw once more his dark-eyed queen Among her children stand ; They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, They held him by the hand ! — A tear burst from the sleeper's lids And fell into the sand. And then at furious speed he rode Along the Niger's bank ; His bridle reins were golden chains, And with a martial clank, At each leap he could feel his scabbard of steel Smiting his stallion's flank.
Side 8 - Neigh'd courage to his rider, and brake through Groves of opposed pikes, bearing his lord Safe to triumphant victory ; old or wounded, Was set at liberty, and freed from service. The Athenian mules, that from the quarry drew Marble...
Side 22 - Perished Pharaoh and his host. And the voice of his devotion Filled my soul with strange emotion, For its tones by turns were glad, Sweetly solemn, wildly sad. Paul and Silas, in their prison, Sang of Christ, the Lord arisen, And an earthquake's arm of might Broke their dungeon -gates at night.
Side 19 - Where hardly a human foot could pass, Or a human heart would dare , On the quaking turf of the green morass He crouched in the rank and tangled grass, Like a wild beast in his lair. A poor old slave , infirm and lame ; Great scars deformed his face ; On his forehead he bore the brand of shame , And the rags, that hid his mangled frame, Were the livery of disgrace. All things above were bright and fair, All things were glad and free ; Lithe squirrels darted here and there, And wild birds filled the...
Side 21 - Songs of triumph, and ascriptions, Such as reached the swart Egyptians, When upon the Red Sea coast Perished Pharaoh and his host. And the voice of his devotion Filled my soul with strange emotion; For its tones by turns were glad, Sweetly solemn, wildly sad.