Thursday, January 1, 2004

Poems On The Slave Trade - Sonnet Iii Comments

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Oh he is worn with toil! the big drops run
Down his dark cheek; hold--hold thy merciless hand,
Pale tyrant! for beneath thy hard command
O'erwearied Nature sinks. The scorching Sun,
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