Poetry: For The Signal Of Liberty

Whiltt convnrsing a few days s'mce with a fugitivc front lavcry, hc remorkfcd, "I was a poor tlave boy tilt I was ninetcen ycais of age. when I awakened and dctermineil to be free." - To him iho (V.lluwing lines are dedicaicd : - Tliou did'a: awake ! God bless thediy Wlicn simple Truth's undouded ray, Drove Slavtry'i gloomy nijjlu way And dawncd on thee ; When froni iu sleep ihy soul owoke. Ai)d tliy prouil spirit diernly spoke, '1 will nut weur op prensión1 yokc - I vvill be free 1 " Thou didst nw.'ikc ! - ono noblo thought Whhin iliy lieart greai changea wrought, And then ono tliing ali ne wassought - 'Twos Liberiy ; On tln'a tliy every hope was hung, And d.iily froni thy feiirless tongue, Yt camiously ihu woidi ere rung " I will be Irce 1 " Thou didst awhkc I - and ihou hastgnincd Fair rrccdours wreatli wiih blood uomain'd; Oh I mny il ever be rctained Secure by thee : And niiiy tiic millioiis who yet bear Opprcfliion's lila, &nj mcekly wear Oppreaiou chuin, be heard in prnytr, And wi:h ihce all Lle's blcssinjs share, Jlappy and iree I