A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations / Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

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Its vile bondage? Oh! my brother,

How, then, canst thou, wilt thou dare

To inflict it on another?

Bernard Barton.

Slave-mart!—

Oh, mart of blood!—but God for vengeance cries,

And man shall shrink when slaves in judgment rise;

The Power that moulds the lily’s snowy form,

Ordains the sunbeam, and propels the storm,

Whose boundless presence all creation fills,