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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508080" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Poems On The Slave Trade - Sonnet V</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508080" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Did then the bold Slave rear at last the Sword<br> Of Vengeance? drench'd he deep its thirsty blade<br>In the cold bosom of his tyrant lord?<br> Oh! who shall blame him? thro' the midnight shade<br>Still o'er his tortur'd memory rush'd the thought<br> Of every past delight; his native grove,<br> Friendship's best joys, and Liberty and Love,<br>All lost for ever! then Remembrance wrought<br>His soul to madness; round his restless bed<br> Freedom's pale spectre stalk'd, with a stern smile<br> Pointing the wounds of slavery, the while<br>She shook her chains and hung her sullen head:<br>No more on Heaven he calls with fruitless breath,<br>But sweetens with revenge, the draught of death.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robert+Southey">Robert Southey</a></strong></div>

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