Humanity, or the rights of nature, a poem in two books. By the author of sympathy [i.e. S. J. Pratt] |
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But when she heard her infant had been bought,
Ev'n as the flame its tender limbs had caught,
“O Indian God, Oh! God-like White, she said,
While o'er her sable cheek the crimson spread,
“All that a parent, all a slave can give,
“O God-like White, O Indian God receive!”
Kneeling she wept, then kiss'd her rescu'd Child,
While in her jetty arms the Infant smil'd;
Dances and Songs of Praise now struck the waves,
And one strong charm like magic touch'd the slaves,
Thro' the long voyage obedient they remain,
Nor sounding whip was heard, nor clanking chain.
Ev'n as the flame its tender limbs had caught,
“O Indian God, Oh! God-like White, she said,
While o'er her sable cheek the crimson spread,
“All that a parent, all a slave can give,
“O God-like White, O Indian God receive!”
Kneeling she wept, then kiss'd her rescu'd Child,
While in her jetty arms the Infant smil'd;
Dances and Songs of Praise now struck the waves,
And one strong charm like magic touch'd the slaves,
Thro' the long voyage obedient they remain,
Nor sounding whip was heard, nor clanking chain.
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