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letra de july 4th 1857 by alfred gibbs campbell - richard mitchley

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hurrah for the fourth of july!
throw out your flag to the breeze!
let your wild shouts ascend the sky
and be merry and gay as you please

but sad is the day to me
for sad are the thoughts it wakes
of the millions in slavery
of whose woes my soul partakes

every cut of the lash i feel!
their fetters my own limbs bear
and their deeper griefs which words but conceal
my spirit doth with them share!

i feel as the slave-mother, when
her babe from her bosom is torn
by demons incarnate in men
who god and humanity scorn

i feel as thе loving wife feels
when her husband is sn-tchеd away;
as the fugitive, when at his heels
he hears the fierce bloodhound’s bay;

and i scorn your hollow pageantry
and your false and mocking show
got up in the name of liberty
who was murdered long ago!

- richard mitchley

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