Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1860-01-07
PROUD OF MY COUNTRY.

PROUD OF my COUNTRY.
Our c%ourtry's young and full Of enterprise
Eich in her soil and beautiful her skier:
Her mountains lofty, and tcr rivers long,
Already live in history aud song,
Her vast extent our honest pride awakes,
Her boundlcss prairies and her chain OF lakos,
Her ocean coasts, her forests, mines and farms,
Her city s~pleudors and her rural charms,
Her steamboa's, railroads, ships and telcgraphs,
At which old Time himself, cen sometimes laughs
To 6nd himself out-run, aud wonders too,
Wha, these inventive Yankees next will do!
But otler themes Of graduation riso--
Our means of growing learned and good and wise,
Means ample, eliminating, multiplied,
To teach the young idea how to ride.
Not now with railroad speed, for that is slow,
But with electric touch and lightening's glow.
L ,ok at the Pto,s, before which Tyrants cover,
Giving its thpusanl copies every hour;
Think Of our schools aud Academic Halls
Where each young Cicero harranlues and bawls;
Think of our churches with their lofty spires
And sacred worship, to awake desires
For elevated views and mole deeds,
And holy love, which for TIE suffering pleads;
bIuN AZ S"ltSeS Oh cNcTJ uuhu,
Where youthful, arden. minds, q lovely band,
Are trained to Intellectual strength, and grow
In moral worth, to feel for human woe,
But stop, my friends, tits not enough that we
Both learned, and good and wise and kind can be:
Why! to be good and wise is very tamo.
Thdt will rot give you happiness or fame;
Oh no E! You must be-yes-you must be rich;
That is the precious Gem, the Jewel, which
Must give you worth and blessings far above
What can be done by wisdom, truth and Lowell
Well. we've the means of wealth; our commerce
pours
Into our laps its far.fctched, varied stores:
Exchange enriches us-the Yankees know
How to swap even and still their purses grow.
But time would fail to tell of fisheries,
OF agriculture, manufactures.
OF cotton. rice, tobacco, pork and wheat
And hundred other things with which you meet
In this wide thriving land, to help US fill
Our Golfers large then wish for larger still.
But. Oh my country! highly favored land!
With all thy scenery, sublime aud grand;
With all thy genial skies aud fruitful soil
Yielding such large rewards for daily toll,
With all thy churches, colleges and schools;
With all thy boasts that Liberty here rules;
With all the pride I've felt when thou vert named,
OF thee, my country, | am sore ashamed!
Shall million slaves 10 in my native land
Robbed, tasked and scourged by keen expressions
hand
Shall million slaves lie here TO whom is given
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Shall million slaves here work from morn to night
Unpsid. abused, deprived of every right,
-Toiling in tears. their hearts with anguish torn,-
This in my native land, and l not mourn2
All this-and more-on soil for Freedom claimed
And ], not of my country, be ashamed?
In England have they slaves? On British eroundi
No-God be praisod-no slave can there be found
Has Holland slaves, or Portugal or Spain?
Or France or Germany, You look in vain
For such a chattel there's; but ask them where
Such may be found: such victims of despair,
They'll cur! the lip Of scorn, (us, scorn awaits
And point you Ger the ocean, to these United States
Oh inconsistency! More glazing, base,
Than ever blanched or redeemed human face!
To talk in praise of Liberty-aud then
Stamp with your heel upon your fellow men,
Task them and scourge them, make them work 70.
you,
Unpaid, implied, all their journey through
This mortal life, till death shall give release,
And let their suffering limbs repose in peace.
Yes, work them, jeer them, cut them to tho bone,
And then, McDufie like, in Southern tone,
Call Slavery our Republics corner stone!
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Shame on such bypocsites,a burning shame.
Why. even the Turk has opened his eyes to see
The monstrous wrong of human slavery:
The market there Tor slaves, is now no more;
But still exists upon the Atlantic shore
In our United States! Oh, think Of that.
The Turk, the savage Turk, puts slavery fat
Beneath his foot! All Tunis now is free.
And then this savage Turk looks DER tho sea,
And points to us, Americans, who hold
Men yet in bondage, for the love of gold.
The Turk ahead of us, in doing right,
And we live Boosting, 10 this land Of light!
Then. there's the trade in Slaves on Afric's shore
An wrong and wicked, base. nought can be more;
But, ia the waters Of this great Republic,
The trade in Slaves can 90 on very sleek.
And lis all %right-if Devils laugh in he'll,
There must be glee. | think, to see how we'll,
Our Legislators grave. lin Congress met
Discriminate and great distinctions get.
Where none exist; and all to favor what,
In eyes Of nations, is, our sin and blot!
But there's another eight! The majors wake.
The christian nations, and q league they make
For right Of mutual search. to stop the drain
H.. Ac;oo l., ii Ia, II =. -
That they invite our country to unite
In such a noble scheme, to help the right.
Shame on US, we refuse! Our flag shall wave
Unsearched. the Trader and his hands to save!
Yes, we. Aneriaans. and poor Brazil
Will holp this direful, helish traffic still!
All christendom looks on with great amaze
Indignant at our base, our soriid ways.
Il. FEM.