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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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Touch'd is thy heart, O Merchant of thy kind,
Does human Softness steal into thy mind?
Rous'd is the spark, too long repress'd by Gold?
Then bend thy heart to what we next unfold:
Now, while perchance the human passions move,
O view the force of Friendship and of Love,
In Negro bosoms see those powers at strife,
Which form the bliss and agony of life.