Fair Cassia trembling hears the howling woods,
And trusts her tawny children to the floods.—
Cinctured with gold while ten fond brothers stand,
And guard the beauty of her native land,
Soft breathes the gale, the current gently moves,
And bears to Norway’s coasts her infant-loves.420
—So the sad mother at the noon of night
From bloody Memphis stole her silent flight;
Wrapp’d her dear babe beneath her folded vest,
And clasp’d the treasure to her throbbing breast,
With soothing whispers hushed its feeble cry,425
Press’d the soft kiss, and breathed the secret sigh.—
—With dauntless step she seeks the winding shore,
Hears unappall’d the glimmering torrents roar;
With Paper-flags a floating cradle weaves,
And hides the smiling boy in Lotus-leaves;430
Gives her white bosom to his eager lips,
The salt-tears mingling with the milk he sips;
Waits on the reed-crown’d brink with pious guile,
And trusts the scale monsters of the Nile.—
—Erewhile majestic from his lone abode,430
Embassador of heaven, the Prophet trod;
Wrench’d the red Scourge from proud Oppression’s hands,
And broke, curst Slavery! thy iron bands.
Hark! hear ye not that piercing cry,
Which shook the waves and rent the sky!—
E’en now, e’en now, on yonder Western shores441
Weeps pale Despair, and writing Anguish roars:
E’en now in Afric’s groves with hideous yell
Fierce Slavery stalks, and slips the dogs of hell;
From vale to vale the gathering cries rebound,
And sable nations tremble at the sound!—
—Ye Bands of Senators! whose suffrage sways445
Britannia’s realms, whom either Ind obeys;
Who right the injured, and reward the brave,
Stretch your strong arm, for ye have power to save!
Throned in the vaulted heart, his dread resort,
Inexorable Conscience holds his court;450
With still small voice the plots of Guilt alarms,
Bares his mask’d brow, his lifted hand disarms;
But, wrap’d in night with terrors all his own,
He speaks in thunder, when the deed is done.
Hear him, ye Senates! hear this truth sublime,455
“He, who allows oppression, shares the crime.”
Cassia. l. 415. Ten males, one female. The seeds are black, the stamens gold-color. This is one of the American fruits, which are annually thrown on the coasts of Norway; and are frequently in so recent a state as to vegetate, when properly taken care of, the fruit of the anacardium, cashew-nut; of cucurbita lagenaria, bottlegourd; of the mimosa scandens, cocoons; of the piscidia erythrina, logwood-tree; and cocoa-nuts are enumerated by Dr. Tonning (Amaen. Acad. 149.) amongst the emigrant seeds....
Thus a rapid current passes from the gulf of Florida to the N.E. along the coast of North-America, known to seamen by the name of the Gulf-Stream. A chart of this was published by Dr. Franklin in 1768, from the information principally of Capt. Folger.
In the drear convent’s solitary gloom
Where superstition rears a living tomb,
And beauty, doom’d in early life to part
From each lov’d scene, which pleas’d her youthful heart,
Mourns the sad path, by cruel zealots trod,
And bow, reluctant, to the shrine of God.
While the deep organs sound the hallow’d strain
With solemn step proceed the pious train.
In polish’d censers, wrought with wond’rous care,
Nine cherub boys the holy incense bear.
In clouds of smoke the fragrant odors rise,
Fraught with the sinner’s pray’r, and captive’s sighs.
m Cassia.—Nine stamens, one pistil. It is characterized by a flower with five roundish concave petals; it has nine declining stamens, three of the lower are long, and three of the upper shorter; the summits of the three lower are large, arched, beaked, and separated at their points. In the center is a long taper germen, which becomes a long pod divided by transverse partitions, one or two roundish seeds fastened to the margin of the upper valve.
But it is not enough, that the Laws of England exclude Slavery merely from this island, whilst the grand Enemy of mankind triumphs in a toleration, throughout our Colonies, of the most monstrous oppression to which human nature can be subject!
And yet this abominable wickedness has not wanted advocates, who, in a variety of late publications, have attempted to palliate the guilt, and have even ventured to appeal to Scripture for the support of their uncharitable pretensions: so that I am laid under a double obligation to answer them, because it is not the cause of Liberty alone for which I now contend, but for that which I have still much more at heart, the honor of the holy Scriptures, the principles of which are entirely opposite to the selfish and uncharitable pretensions of our American Slaveholders and African Traders.
—What is worse, they become, in time, almost necessary: so that we cannot conveniently dispense with them.—Such is precisely our case, with respect to the productions of our colonies: we cannot live without sugar and rum: not to mention other commodities which we import from the West Indies. The question at issue then is, whether or not six millions of White British people, to who at least rum sugar have become a sort of necessary Luxury, should, contrary to the Laws of Luxury, sacrifice the use of rum and sugar to the liberty of six thousand Black people from the wilds of Africa?
|Class:||X. Decandria (Ten Males)|
|Order:||I. Monogynia (One Female)|
|Class:||Equisetopsida C. Agardh|
|Magnoliidae Novák ex Takht.|
|Species:||Cassia fistula L.|
Noodles*, who rave for abolition
Of th’ African’s improv’d condition,
At your own cost fine projects try;
Dont rob—from pure humanity.
*If the abettors of the Slave trade Bill should they think they are too harshly treated in this Poem, let them consider how they should feel if their estates were threatened by an agrarian law; (no unplausible measure) and let them make allowances for the irritation which themselves have occasioned.
That the Africans are in a state of savage wretchedness, appears from the most authentic accounts. Such being the fact, an abolition of the slave trade would in truth be precluding them from the first step towards progressive civilizations, and consequently of happiness, which it is proved by the most respectable evidence they enjoy in a great degree in our West-India islands, though under well-regulated restraint.
To place this in the clearest, and most conspicuous point of view, I shall throw some of my information on this head into the form of a narrative: I shall suppose myself on a particular part of the continent of Africa, and relate a scene, which, from, its agreement with unquestionable facts, might not unreasonably be presumed to have been presented to my view, had I been actually there.
And first, I will turn my eyes to the cloud of dust that is before me. It seems to advance rapidly, and, accompanied with dismal shrieks and yellings, to make the very air, that is above it, tremble as it rolls along. What can possibly be the cause? I will inquire of that melancholy African, who is walking dejected upon the shore....
“Alas!,” says the unhappy African, “the cloud that you see approaching, rises from a train of wretched slaves. They are going to the ships behind you. They are destined for the English colonies....”
“As soon as the ships that are behind you arrived, the news was dispatched into the inland country; when one of the petty kings immediately assembled his subjects, and attacked a neighboring tribe. The wretched people, though they were surprised, made a formidable resistance; as they resolved, almost all of them, rather to lose their lives than survive their liberty. The person whom you see in the middle, is the father of the two young men, who walk on each side of him. His wife and two of his children were killed in the attack, and his father being wounded, and on account of his age, incapable of servitude, was left bleeding on the spot where this transaction happened.”
A MATHEMATICAL AND PHILOSOPHICAL POEM.
INSCRIBED TO DR. DARWIN.
Stay your rude steps, or e’er your feet invade
The Muses’s haunts, ye Sons of War and Trade!
No you, ye Legion Fiends of Church and Law,
Pollute these pages with unhallow’d paw!
Debased, corrupted, groveling, and confined5
No Definitions touch your senseless mind;
To you no Postulates prefer their claim,
No ardent Axioms your dull souls inflame;
For you, no Tangents touch, no Angles meet,
No Circles join in osculation sweet!10
Ver. 1—4. Imitated from the introductory couplet to the Economy of Vegetation.
“Stay your rude steps, whose throbbing breasts infold
The legion Fiends of Glory and of Gold.”
This sentiment is here expanded into four lines.
Ver. 6. Definition.—A distinct notion explaining the Genesis of a thing—Wolfius.
Ver. 7. Postulate.—A self-evident proposition.
Ver. 8. Axiom.—An indemonstrable truth.
Ver. 9. Tangents.—So called from touching, because they touch Circles, and never cut them.
Ver. 10. —Circles— See Chamber’s Dictionary, Article Circle.
Ditto. Osculation—For the Osculation, or kissing of Circles and other Curves, see Huygens, who has veiled this delicate and inflammatory subject in the decent obscurity of learned language.
Ver. 10. —Circles— See Chamber’s Dictionary, Article Circle.