A memorial volume of sacred poetry by the late Sir John Bowring. To which is prefixed, a memoir of the author, by Lady Bowring |
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Slavery.
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A memorial volume of sacred poetry | ||
Slavery.
Can a vast interest veil a monstrous curseAnd make it like a virtue? can the din
Whose thunders drown the wail of slavery's sin
O'erwhelm the voice—the sanctity divine
That stamps oppression with the Eternal's curse,
And makes the tyrant hateful to the soul?
Foul is the very fact of servitude,
But the vile pleadings that defend it, worse:
Enough to reap the harvest with the shame,
Enough to bear the burthen and the blame,
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And prostrate slaves as trophies, and to claim
A Gospel heritage, a Christian name,
O this is more than patience can endure!
A memorial volume of sacred poetry | ||