...ion in Alabama, well stocked with fine fat negroes. It is indelibly associated in my memory with the recollections of my long journey; for often, when alone, I repeated it aloud in the pineries of North Carolina , and the cotton and rice fields of Georgia and Alabama. It is entitled-- There's a watchword, weak and timid, Watchword which the gods despise, Which in dust the poet tramples, And that w...