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Written on hearing that the Resolutions of the Legislature of Massachusetts on the subject of Slavery, presented by Hon. C. Cushing to the House of Representatives of the United States, had been laid on the table unread and unreferred, under the infamous rule of ‘Patton's Resolution.’

And have they spurned thy word,
     Thou of the old Thirteen!
Whose soil, where Freedom's blood first poured,
     Hath yet a darker green?
To outworn patience suffering long
     Is insult added to the wrong?

And have they closed thy mouth,
     And fixed the padlock fast?
Dumb as the black slave of the South
     Is this thy fate at last?
Oh shame! thy honored seal and sign
     Trod under hoofs so asinine!

Call from the Capitol
     Thy chosen ones again,
Unmeet for them the base control
     Of Slavery's curbing rein! [392]
Uunmeet for men like them to feel
     The spurring of a rider's heel.

When votes are things of trade
     And force is argument,
Call back to Quincy's shade
     Thy old man eloquent.
Why leave him longer striving thus
     With the wild beasts of Ephesus!

Back from the Capital
     It is no place for thee!
Beneath the arch of Heaven's blue wall,
     Thy voice may still be free!
What power shall chain thy utterance there,
     In God's free sun and freer air?

A voice is calling thee,
     From all the martyr graves
Of those stern men, in death made free,
     Who could not live as slaves.
The slumberings of thy honored dead
     Are for thy sake disquieted.

So let thy Faneuil Hall
     By freemen's feet be trod,
And give the echoes of its wall
     Once more to Freedom's God!
And in the midst unseen shall stand
     The mighty fathers of thy land.

Thy gathered sons shall feel
     The soul of Adams near,
And Otis with his fiery zeal,
     And Warren's onward cheer;
And heart to heart shall thrill as when
     They moved and spake as living men.

Not on Potomac's side,
     With treason in thy rear,
Can Freedom's holy cause be tried:
     Not there, my State, but here.
Here must thy needed work be done,
     The battle at thy hearth-stone won.

Proclaim a new crusade
     Against the foes within;
From bar and pulpit, press and trade,
     Cast out the shame and sin.
Then speak thy now-unheeded word,
     Its lightest whisper shall be heard.

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