the soul of conversation is sympathy

Men of England! who inheritRights that cost your sires their blood.

United States, your banner wears Two emblems--one of fame; Alas! the other that it bears Reminds us of your shame. Your banner's constellation types White freedom with its stars, But what's the meaning of the stripes? They mean your negroes' scars.

Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.

I'll meet the raging of the skies, but not an angry father.

Ye are brothers! ye are men! And we conquer but to save.

Whose lines are mottoes of the heart,Whose truths electrify the sage.