Lines Written On The Birth of The Year 1853 (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Hail! infant year, fresh from the womb of Time,Cradled in clouds, what shapes and shades sublimeAttend thy birth, and hover ...
Hail! infant year, fresh from the womb of Time,Cradled in clouds, what shapes and shades sublimeAttend thy birth, and hover ...
Bending with straining eyes Over the tambour frame,Never a change in her weary routine— Slave in all but the name.Tambour, ever tambour, Tambour ...
"Look on this picture, and on that."Tell me not of negro slavery, Of its shackles, stripes, and woes—Shackles stronger, stripes more ...
Still beyond the wild AtlanticWeeping Peace, dishevelled, frantic,Shrieking, flies from shore to shore,Hearing still the cannons roar—Seeing through the skies ...
No darker record on the roll of timeWas e'er inscribed to country, age, or clime,By the red hand of war—so ...
Lady, to thee, to fortune, and to fame,I, all unknown, would yet aspiring claimA right to love thee, and admire ...
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