The Emancipation Car being an Original Composition of Anti-Slavery Ballads |
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QUEEN VICTORIA CONVERSING WITH HER SLAVE CHILDREN. |
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QUEEN VICTORIA CONVERSING WITH HER SLAVE CHILDREN.
QUEEN.
O come, come away, my sable sons and daughters,
Why linger there
In dark despair?
O come, come away!
On Erie's northern banks I stand,
With open arms and stretched out hands;
From tyrant Columbia's land,
O come, come away?
Why linger there
In dark despair?
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On Erie's northern banks I stand,
With open arms and stretched out hands;
From tyrant Columbia's land,
O come, come away?
SLAVES.
O, mother Victoria, why do you thus torment us?
Do you not see
That we're not free,
And can't come away?
We're watched by day and chained by night
Both robbed of liberty and right;
While crushed by the oppressor's might
We can't come away.
Do you not see
That we're not free,
And can't come away?
We're watched by day and chained by night
Both robbed of liberty and right;
While crushed by the oppressor's might
We can't come away.
QUEEN.
O come, come away, my sable sons and daughters,
Your galling chains
Now rend in twain
And come, come away.
Here in my province still is room,
And I will give you if you come
A long, free and happy home,
O come, come away!
Your galling chains
Now rend in twain
And come, come away.
Here in my province still is room,
And I will give you if you come
A long, free and happy home,
O come, come away!
SLAVES.
The bloodhounds (our guards) surround our whole plantations;
The patrols too
Will us pursue,
We can't come away.
Also our masters and their wives
Sleep on their swords and Bowieknives.
And swear they will take our lives,
We can't come away.
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Will us pursue,
We can't come away.
Also our masters and their wives
Sleep on their swords and Bowieknives.
And swear they will take our lives,
We can't come away.
QUEEN.
O come, come away, my sable sons and daughters,
Fear not those hounds,
Nor master's frowns,
But come, come away.
While dogs and masters are asleep,
Then slily from your cabins creep:
And no more in slavery weep,
O come, come away!
Fear not those hounds,
Nor master's frowns,
But come, come away.
While dogs and masters are asleep,
Then slily from your cabins creep:
And no more in slavery weep,
O come, come away!
SLAVES.
The journey is long and great the undertaking,
We'll have to go
Through frost and snow,
We can't come away.
The cane-brake and the cotton-field
Must be our shelter and our shield,
And wild beasts are there concealed;
We can't come away.
We'll have to go
Through frost and snow,
We can't come away.
The cane-brake and the cotton-field
Must be our shelter and our shield,
And wild beasts are there concealed;
We can't come away.
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O come, come away, my sable sons and daughters,
Dry up your tears,
Dismiss your fears,
And come, come away.
The Lord will take you by the hand,
And lead you through the forest land;
The beasts are at his command,
O come, come away!
Dry up your tears,
Dismiss your fears,
And come, come away.
The Lord will take you by the hand,
And lead you through the forest land;
The beasts are at his command,
O come, come away!
SLAVES.
Our masters we fear will blight our undertaking,
Our very eyes
They'll advertise,
We can't come away.
The northern States though free by name,
Have negro dogs in every range,
Who linger for pocket change;
We can't come away.
Our very eyes
They'll advertise,
We can't come away.
The northern States though free by name,
Have negro dogs in every range,
Who linger for pocket change;
We can't come away.
QUEEN.
O come, come away, why will you longer tarry?
The Lord will stand
At your right hand,
O come, come away.
You'll meet with many a northern friend
Who will his best endeavors lend
To speed you on to freedom's land;
O come, come, away.
The Lord will stand
At your right hand,
O come, come away.
You'll meet with many a northern friend
Who will his best endeavors lend
To speed you on to freedom's land;
O come, come, away.
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O! mother Victoria should we be overtaken;
Our grief untold
Will be ten-fold,
We can't come away.
They'll either hang us on a tree,
Or sell us down to Tennessee
Into endless slavery,
We can't come away.
Our grief untold
Will be ten-fold,
We can't come away.
They'll either hang us on a tree,
Or sell us down to Tennessee
Into endless slavery,
We can't come away.
QUEEN.
O come, come away, I cannot tease you longer;
You need not fear,
John Bull is here—
O come, come away!
The Lion's paw shall guard thy head,
His “shaggy mane” shall be thy bed,
And none upon thy rights shall tread,
O come, come away.
You need not fear,
John Bull is here—
O come, come away!
The Lion's paw shall guard thy head,
His “shaggy mane” shall be thy bed,
And none upon thy rights shall tread,
O come, come away.
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