Stern Rock would hardly hesitate to rock it;—
In fact, he read of burner and of killer,
And Irish ravages, day after day,
Till, haunting in his dreams, he used to say,
That “Pompey could not sleep on Pompey’s Pillar.”
Judge then the horror of the nigger’s face
To find—with such impressions of that dire land—
That Case,—his master, was a packing case
For Ireland!
He saw in fearful reveries arise,