Can the tide of Niagara wipe out the stain?
No! Jefferson’s child has been bartered for gold!
Do you boast of your freedom? Peace, babblers—be still;
Prate not of the goddess who scarce deigns to hear;
Have ye power to unbind? Are ye wanting in will?
Must the groans of your bondman still torture the ear?
The daughter of Jefferson sold for a slave!
The child of a freeman for dollars and francs!
The roar of applause, when your orators rave,
Is lost in the sound of her chain, as it clanks.