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“Away to Canada” by Joshua McCarter Simpson (1820 – 1876)
“…Farewell, old master! That’s enough for me— I’m going straight to Canada, Where colored men are free…”
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“To the Union Savers of Cleveland” by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper *(1824 – 1911)
“…But ye can not stay the whirlwind, When the storm begins to break; And our God doth rise in judgment, For the poor and needy’s sake…”
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“Imploring to be Resigned at Death” by George Moses Horton (1798–1884)
“…Let me die without fear of the dead, No horrors my soul shall dismay, And with faith’s pillow under my head, With defiance to mortal decay, Go chanting away…”
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“How Long?”by James Monroe Whitfield (1822 – 1871)
“How long, oh gracious God! how long Shall power lord it over right? The feeble, trampled by the strong, Remain in slavery’s gloomy night…”
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“Wish for an Overcoat” by Alfred Islay Walden (1847–1884)
Wish for an Overcoat BY ALFRED ISLAY WALDEN Oh! had I now an overcoat, For I am nearly freezing; My head and lungs are stopped with cold, And often I am sneezing. And, too, while passing through the street, Where merchants all are greeting, They say, young man this is the coat …
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“Wordsworth” by Charlotte L. Forten Grimke (1837 – 1914)
“…The calm, more ardent singers cannot give; As in the glare intense of tropic days, Gladly we turn from the sun’s radiant beams, And grateful hail fair Luna’s tender light…”
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“A Poem Entitled the Day and the War” by James Madison Bell (1826 – 1902)
“…A fitting day for such a deed, But far more fit, when it shall lead To the final abolition Of the last slave’s sad condition…;”
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“Bury Me in a Free Land” by Frances E.W. Harper (1825 – 1911)
“… I ask no monument, proud and high, To arrest the gaze of the passers-by; All that my yearning spirit craves, Is bury me not in a land of slaves.”
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“The Misanthropist” by James Monroe Whitfield (1822 – 1871)
The Misanthropist BY JAMES MONROE WHITFIELD In vain thou bid’st me strike the lyre, And sing a song of mirth and glee, Or, kindling with poetic fire, Attempt some higher minstrelsy; In vain, in vain! for every thought That issues from this throbbing brain, Is from its first conception fraught With gloom and darkness, woe…
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“Liberty and Slavery” by George Moses Horton (1798 – 1884)
“…How long have I in bondage lain, And languished to be free! Alas! and must I still complain— Deprived of liberty…”
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