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    Anti-Slavery Poems III. Part 3 From Volume III of The Works of John Greenleaf Whittier
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      Title: Anti-Slavery Poems III. From Volume III., The Works of Whittier: Anti-Slavery Poems and Songs of Labor and Reform

      Author: John Greenleaf Whittier

      Release Date: December, 2005 [EBook #9577] [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] [This file was first posted on October 15, 2003]

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      ANTI-SLAVERY POEMS

      SONGS OF LABOR AND REFORM

      BY

      JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER

      CONTENTS:

      DERNE A SABBATH SCENE IN THE EVIL DAY MOLOCH IN STATE STREET OFFICIAL PIETY THE RENDITION ARISEN AT LAST THE HASCHISH FOR RIGHTEOUSNESS' SAKE THE KANSAS EMIGRANTS LETTER FROM A MISSIONARY OF THE METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH SOUTH, IN KANSAS, TO A DISTINGUISHED POLITICIAN BURIAL OF BARBER TO PENNSYLVANIA LE MARAIS DU CYGNE. THE PASS OF THE SIERRA A SONG FOR THE TIME WHAT OF THE DAY? A SONG, INSCRIBED TO THE FREMONT CLUBS THE PANORAMA ON A PRAYER-BOOK THE SUMMONS TO WILLIAM H. SEWARD

      DERNE.

      The storming of the city of Derne, in 1805, by General Eaton, at the head of nine Americans, forty Greeks, and a motley array of Turks and Arabs, was one of those feats of hardihood and daring which have in all ages attracted the admiration of the multitude. The higher and holier heroism of Christian self-denial and sacrifice, in the humble walks of private duty, is seldom so well appreciated.

      NIGHT on the city of the Moor!

      On mosque and tomb, and white-walled shore,

      On sea-waves, to whose ceaseless knock

      The narrow harbor-gates unlock,

      On corsair's galley, carack tall,

      And plundered Christian caraval!

      The sounds of Moslem life are still;

      No mule-bell tinkles down the hill;

      Stretched in the broad court of the khan,

      The dusty Bornou caravan

      Lies heaped in slumber, beast and man;

      The Sheik is dreaming in his tent,

      His noisy Arab tongue o'erspent;

      The kiosk's glimmering lights are gone,

      The merchant with his wares withdrawn;

      Rough pillowed on some pirate breast,

      The dancing-girl has sunk to rest;

      And, save where measured footsteps fall

      Along the Bashaw's guarded wall,

      Or where, like some bad dream, the Jew

      Creeps stealthily his quarter through,

      Or counts with fear his golden heaps,

      The City of the Corsair sleeps.

      But where yon prison long and low

      Stands black against the pale star-glow,

      Chafed by the ceaseless wash of waves,

      There watch and pine the Christian slaves;

      Rough-bearded men, whose far-off wives

      Wear out with grief their lonely lives;

      And youth, still flashing from his eyes

      The clear blue of New England skies,

      A treasured lock of whose soft hair

      Now wakes some sorrowing mother's prayer;

      Or, worn upon some maiden breast,

      Stirs with the loving heart's unrest.

      A bitter cup each life must drain,

      The groaning earth is cursed with pain,

      And, like the scroll the angel bore

      The shuddering Hebrew seer before,

      O'erwrit alike, without, within,

      With all the woes which follow sin;

      But, bitterest of the ills beneath

      Whose load man totters down to death,

      Is that which plucks the regal crown

      Of Freedom from his forehead down,

      And snatches from his powerless hand

      The sceptred sign of self-command,

      Effacing with the chain and rod

      The image and the seal of God;

      Till from his nature, day by

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