America, fair freedom’s home,
Shall you the despot’s foil become,
And holding Albion’s apron strings,
The bard chain down or clip his wings?
Shall you, while waxing fat and strong,
Become conservative of wrong,
Forgetful of the bygone time
When slavery you deemed a crime?
To Egypt’s fleshpots now look back,
Regardless of fair freedom’s track;