Nor let the strong emotion rise in vain.
But may the kind contagion widely spread,
Till, in its flame, the unrelenting heart
Of avarice melt in softest sympathy,
And one bright ray of universal love,
Of grateful incense, rises up to heaven!”
Roscoe’s Wrongs of Africa.
“E’en from my pen some heartfelt truths may fall;
For outrag’d nature claims the care of all.”
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