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NEGRO SPECULATION.
We think of the shackles and fetters,
And traverse to countries of pain;
'Tis written in blood-dripping letters,
Whilst struggling, but fast in the chain!
Weep humanity, weep!
And traverse to countries of pain;
'Tis written in blood-dripping letters,
Whilst struggling, but fast in the chain!
Weep humanity, weep!
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Oh! where is my sister and brother?
Gone, hopeless, the land to explore;
And, stationed afar from each other,
To see their dear kindred no more!
Weep humanity, weep.
Gone, hopeless, the land to explore;
And, stationed afar from each other,
To see their dear kindred no more!
Weep humanity, weep.
Without a small breeze to revive them,
They toiled in the sun-melting dell,
With rock-hearted tyrants to drive them,
And nature is turned into hell!
Weep humanity, weep!
They toiled in the sun-melting dell,
With rock-hearted tyrants to drive them,
And nature is turned into hell!
Weep humanity, weep!
He is by no pity defended
Beneath the tyranical wave,
His life in a few days is ended,
He's dragged to a premature grave!
Weep humanity, weep!
Beneath the tyranical wave,
His life in a few days is ended,
He's dragged to a premature grave!
Weep humanity, weep!
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