The ant, who has toiled and dragged a crumb to his nest, will furiously defend the fruit of his labor, against whatever robber ass...ails him. So plain, that the most dumb and stupid slave that ever toiled for a master, does constantly know that he is wronged.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
What, to the American slave, is your Fourth of July? I answer: A day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, th...e gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him your celebration is a sham.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When white men were willing to put their own offspring in the kitchen and corn field and allowed them to be sold into bondage as s...laves and degraded them as another man's slave, the retribution of wrath was hanging over this country and the South paid penance in four years of bloody war.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It would be idle to say that we were not, from time to time, aware that a volcano slumbered fitfully beneath us. There were dark s...ides to the Slavery Question, for master, as for slave.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
While I am in favor of the Government promptly enforcing the laws for the present, defending the forts and collecting the revenue,... I am not in favor of a war policy with a view to the conquest of any of the slave States; except such as are needed to give us a good boundary. If Maryland attempts to go off, suppress her in order to save the Potomac and the District of Columbia. Cut a piece off of western Virginia and keep Missouri and all the Territories.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire?... I have no precious time at all to spend Nor services to do, till you require: Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu: Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But like a sad slave, stay and think of nought Save, where you are, how happy you make those;-- So true a fool is love, that in your will Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »