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NECESSARY TO THE HAPPINESS or THE MARRIEN
The lady thus address'd her spouse-
You are so deaf, the lady cried,
Dismiss poor Harry! he replies ; Some people are more nice than wise, For one slight trespass all this stir ? What if he did ride whip and spur, 'Twas but a mile-your fav'rite borse Will never look one hair the worse.
Well, I protest 'tis past all bearing-
Alas! and is domestic strife,
Instead of harmony, 'tis jar,
The love, that cheers life's latest stage,
Forc'd from home and all it's pleasures,
Afric's coast I left forlorn;
O'er the raging billows borne.
Paid my price in paltry g Id; But, though slave they have enrollid me,
Minds are never to be sold.
Still in thought as free as ever,
What are England's rights, I ask, Me from my delights to sever,
Me to torture, me to task?' Fleecy locks and black complexion
Cannot forfeit Nature's claim; Skins may differ, but affection
Dwells in white and black the same,
.. THE NEGRO'S COMPLAINT.
Why did all-creating Nature
Make the plant, for which we toil ? Sighs must fan it, tears must water,
Sweat of ours must dress the soil. Think, ye masters iron-hearted,
Lolling at your jovial buards ; Think how many backs have smarted
For the sweets, your cane affords.
Is there, as ye sometimes tell us,
Is there one, who reigns on high ? Has he bid you buy and sell us,
Speaking from his throne the sky Ask him, if your knotted scourges,
Matcbes, blood-extorting screws, Are the means, that duty urges
Agents of his will to use?
Hark! he answers-wild tornadoes,
Strewing yonder sea with wrecks; Wasting towns, plantations, meadows,
Are the voice, with which he speaks, He, foreseeing what vexations
Afric's sons should undergo, Fix'd their tyrants' habitations
Where his whirlwinds auswer-no.