A Southside View of Slavery: Or, Three Months at the South, in 1854

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A. Morris, 1855 - Slavery - 222 pages
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Page 88 - Likewise also the good works of some are manifest beforehand; and they that are otherwise cannot be hid.
Page 186 - How long," they say, "how long, O cruel nation, Will you stand, to move the world, on a child's heart, — Stifle down with a mailed heel its palpitation, And tread onward to your throne amid the mart? Our blood splashes upward, O gold-heaper, And your purple shows your path; But the child's sob in the silence curses deeper Than the strong man in his wrath!
Page 185 - We looked into the pit prepared to take her: Was no room for any work in the close clay; From the sleep wherein she lieth, none will wake her, Crying, 'Get up, little Alice! it is day.' If you listen by that grave, in sun and shower, With your ear down, little Alice never cries. Could we see her face, be sure we should not know her, For the smile has time for growing in her eyes; And merry go her moments, lulled and stilled in The shroud by the kirk-chime. It is good when it happens," say the children,...
Page 172 - My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Page 103 - God hath made of one blood all nations of men to dwell on the face of the earth...
Page 185 - Turns the long light that drops adown the wall, Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling, All are turning, all the day, and we with all. And all day the iron wheels are droning, And sometimes we could pray, 'O ye wheels' (breaking out in a mad moaning) 'Stop!
Page 212 - God, thy God, will now restore thee; He himself appears thy Friend; All thy foes shall flee before thee; Here their boasts and triumphs end : Great deliverance Zion's King vouchsafes to send. 4 Enemies no more shall trouble, — All thy wrongs shall be redressed ; For thy shame thou shalt have double, In thy Maker's favor blest : All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest.
Page 103 - As our country has inflicted a most grievous injury on the unhappy Africans, by bringing them into slavery, we cannot indeed urge that we should add a second injury to the first, by emancipating them in such manner as that they will be likely to destroy themselves or others.
Page 109 - ... person, requiring him to enter any place where such assemblage may be, and seize any negro therein; and he, or any other justice, may order such negro to be punished with stripes...

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