Poetry: Abolition Call

J. I Comcjoin the Abolitionists, Yc young men bold and strong: And witU a wsnu nd cheerful ztal, Como help ihe cnu6c along. O that wil! bejoyful, joyful, joyful, O tliat will br. oyüil; vvlien Slavery ia no tnore, , When Slavery is na more, our happy land all oer, 'Tis then we'll eing, and offerings britig, Wheu Slavery Í3 no inore. Comojin tlio Aboluionists, Ye men of riper years, And savo your wivea aiul children dear From grief and bitter tears. O that will bo joyful, joyhil, joyful, O that wiU. be jvTul, when Slavery is no more: Wher. Slavery is no moro, our happy land all oe'r, 'T3 then wo'll siníi and ollerings bring Wlien Slavory is no moro. Como join thc Aboliiionists. Yc diunes and maiduns fair, And brealhe around us in our patti Affesiion's hillowcdair: O that will be joyfjl, joyful, joyful, O that will be joyiul, wheu womin cheers us on: Wheu woman chers us on, to conquest not yet won, Tistheu we'll sng, a.id offerings brins, Whon vvomun cheurs us on. Come join thc Aboliiionist, Ye who thu weak enslavo; XVbo eelt tñé lather, moiher, child Whom Christ hnè (lied to eaw: 'O that will bejoyful, joyful, joyiul, O ihat will be joyful, when cbains are forged no more: When chaina are forged no rndre, our hnppy larid all o'er; 'Tis then well sing, and offeringstring, When Slaveiy is no more. Come join the Abolitionists, Ye Honb and dauylitcrs all Of this our own Amerioa, Come at tho friendly cali. O thnt will bo joyiul, joyful, joyful, O thal will ba jojful Wheuall èhnll proudlv eay, This, lilis, is f;eedom's day, oppreasion ñcu awiiy ! 'Tis tlïcn we'll sirig, and orF;riog3 bring, When freedom wins ihe day.