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- I pity the slave mother, careworn and weary,
Who sighs as she presses her babe to her breast;24 lines - Come back to me, mother! why linger away
From thy poor little blind boy, the long weary day!30 lines - As I strayed from my cot at the close of the day,
I turned my fond gaze to the sky;26 lines - \This song was composed while George Latimer, the fugitive slave, was
confined in Leverett Street Jail, Boston, expecting to be carried back27 lines - We're coming, we're coming, the fearless and free,
Like the winds of the desert, the waves of the sea!24 lines - \This song is said to be sung by Slaves, as they are chained in gangs,
when parting from friends for the far off South--children taken from19 lines - Ye heralds of freedom, ye noble and brave,
Who dare to insist on the rights of the slave,16 lines, 1 comment - Quick, fly to the covert, thou hunted of men!
For the bloodhounds are baying o'er mountain and glen;40 lines - "It is asserted, on the authority of an American Newspaper, that the
daughter of Thomas Jefferson, late President of the United States, was31 lines - Let waiting throngs now lift their voices,
As Freedom's glorious day draws near,36 lines - Why stands she near the auction stand,
That girl so young and fair;32 lines
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