cradle the bondage which a King is abolishing?
Shall a republic be less free than a monarchy?
Shall we, in the vigor and buoyancy of our manhood, be less energetic in righteousness than a kingdom in its age?
The descendants of those respectable citizens of Boston
who afterwards persecuted Dr. Follen
for sentiments like these, may be trusted not to pride themselves on the circumstance.
What is more to our purpose is to ask whether those who resented his foreign intermeddling were the true Americans
or were Garrison
, who wrote, ‘We can only say that we wish we had2
many more such foreigners among us,’ and Whittier
, who caught up the passage we have just cited, and poetized it in his glowing ‘Stanzas’?—
Our fellow-countrymen in chains!
shall their agony of prayer
Come thrilling to our hearts in vain?
To us whose fathers scorned to bear
The paltry menace of a chain?
shall we send, with lavish breath,
Our sympathies across the wave,
Where Manhood, on the field of death,
Strikes for his freedom or a grave?
Shall prayers go up, and hymns be sung
For Greece, the Moslem fetters spurning,
And millions hail with pen and tongue
Our light on all her altars burning?
Shall Belgium feel, and gallant France,
By Vendome's pile and Schoenbrun's wall,
And Poland, gasping on her lance,
The impulse of our cheering call?
And shall the slave, beneath our eye,
Clank o'er our fields his hateful chain?
And toss his fettered arms on high,
And groan for Freedom's gift, in vain?