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XXVIII. WHAT IS A SLAVE?
A slave is—what?
A thing that's got
Nothing, and that alone!
His time—his wife—
And e'en his life,
He dare not call his own.
A thing that's got
Nothing, and that alone!
His time—his wife—
And e'en his life,
He dare not call his own.
A slave is—what?
Ah! dreadful lot
Is his that's doomed to toil,
Without regard,
Or just reward,
Upon another's soil.
Ah! dreadful lot
Is his that's doomed to toil,
Without regard,
Or just reward,
Upon another's soil.
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A slave is—what?
Ah! cruel thought,
That I should have to be,
In constant strife,
Throughout my life,
Deprived of liberty.
Ah! cruel thought,
That I should have to be,
In constant strife,
Throughout my life,
Deprived of liberty.
A slave is—what?
A perfect naught,
Shorn of his legal right;
And then compelled
To work, he's held,
The remnant of his life.
A perfect naught,
Shorn of his legal right;
And then compelled
To work, he's held,
The remnant of his life.
A slave is—what?
A being bought,
Or stolen from himself,
By Christians, who
This trade pursue,
For sordid, paltry pelf.
A being bought,
Or stolen from himself,
By Christians, who
This trade pursue,
For sordid, paltry pelf.
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A slave is—what?
A being sought
Throughout this wide domain;
Through bog and glen,
By dogs and men,
For lucre—cursed gain!
A being sought
Throughout this wide domain;
Through bog and glen,
By dogs and men,
For lucre—cursed gain!
A slave is—what?
I pray do not
Insist; I cannot know,
Nor words impart,
Or, painter's art,
Describe a slave—ah, no!
I pray do not
Insist; I cannot know,
Nor words impart,
Or, painter's art,
Describe a slave—ah, no!
A slave is—what?
Tell I can not,—
The task I would not crave:
If you would know,
Then straightway go,
And be yourself a slave!
Tell I can not,—
The task I would not crave:
If you would know,
Then straightway go,
And be yourself a slave!
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