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There is a land whereon the sun's warm gaze	A
God like all seeing falls right down through space	B
And the weak Earth quite smitten by its rays	A
Lies scorch'd and powerless with mute silent face	B
Like a tranced body where no changing glow	C
Tells that the life streams through its channels flow	C
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Peopled it is by nations scant and few	D
Set far apart among the trackless sands	E
Unlearn'd uncultured wild and swart of hue	D
Roaming the deserts in divided bands	E
Where the green pastures call them and the deer	F
Troop yet within the range of bow and spear	F
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Unhappy Afric can thy boundless plains	G
Where the royal lion snuffs the free pure air	H
And every breeze laughs at the tyrant's chains	G
Be but the nest of slavery and despair	H
Rearing a brood whose craven souls can be	I
Robb'd of the very dream of Liberty	I
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But as the shore of this vast sea of sand	J
Stretches afar a country rich and green	K
With waving foliage shading all the land	J
And flowing waters bright with sunny sheen	K
And here browse countless herds of dappled deer	F
Blesboks and antelopes remote from fear	F
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Amid it mighty mountains proudly rise	L
Great monarchs of a boundless continent	M
Rearing their hoary summits to the skies	L
As claiming empire of the firmament	M
Gaunt silent majesties of sea and earth	N
Stern featured children of Titanic birth	N
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Within their shadows many peoples dwell	O
Divided kingdoms gather'd round some chief	P
With lodges cluster'd by some stream or well	O
To yield their cattle ever cool relief	P
From the fierce scorching of the burning sun	Q
And slake their hot thirst when the toil is done	Q
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It chanced that war which still doth enter in	R
Where men are most or fewest small or great	M
Here of a sudden raised its hellish din	R
And woke to fury lust and bloody hate	M
So that with battles forays murders thefts	S
Rang oft the echoes of the mountain clefts	S
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There was one tribe that in unconscious ease	S
Slumber'd and thought of danger but in dreams	S
Heard not the tramp of men upon the breeze	S
While the stars watching with faint trembling beams	S
Saw noiseless spectres round the village creep	T
Like apparitions of unquiet sleep	T
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Then silence murder'd what a yell arose	S
And the scared sleepers rushing forth in fear	F
Met death without the portals from dim foes	S
Or e'er the warrior could grasp his spear	F
Or fit the arrow to his unstrung bow	U
Or ward the fatal stroke that laid him low	C
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So with the plunder and a captured band	M
Of hapless women ere the morning light	M
Flitted the victors swiftly through the land	M
Red with the trophies of their deadly fight	M
Leaving the lion and his hungry crew	D
To clear the morning of this bloody dew	D
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To meet them joyous forth their women came	V
And led them back in triumph to the fold	M
Taunting their foes with many a bitter shame	V
Though now they lay in Death's aims stark and cold	M
Whilst the poor captives rack'd with fear and woe	C
Cower'd close together from Fate's hapless blow	C
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Soon there came traders from the coast and then	W
The weeping captives all were marshall'd out	M
And barter'd singly with the heartless men	W
Each bosom trembling still with fear and doubt	M
But when the truth burst on them a hoarse cry	X
Of wild despair ascended to the sky	X
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There was one there who from the Tree of Life	Y
Pluck'd yet the blossoms with the fruit of years	S
Scarce yet a woman though a meek soul'd wife	Y
And with a babe to claim her prayers and tears	S
A tender bud of early summer time	Z
Ere breezy woods are in their verdant prime	Z
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Her 'mongst the rest they barter'd and the child	M
Too young to sever from its mother's breast	M
Left they unnoticed whilst she poor one wild	M
'Twixt hope and fear still held it closely prest	M
Unto her heart whose throbbings loud and deep	T
Beat an alarum through the infant's sleep	T
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But soon her master as he hasten'd off	A2
With his new purchases the infant caught	M
And bid the mother with a heartless scoff	A2
Fling it away said he 'Tis good for nought	M
None of this lumber can we have the road	M
Is long enough to tread without a load	M
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The mother clasp'd her babe with bitter cry	X
But a rude hand enforced it from her arms	S
And the rough steward held it up on high	X
Laughing aloud the while at her alarms	S
Said he unto his master This shall be	I
A bait to draw her on with willingly	I
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He bound around the infant's waist a line	B2
That fasten'd to his crupper and then gave	C2
The babe back to her laughing That end's thine	B2
The other stays with me A witty slave	C2
The master chuckled and they moved away	D2
She following with anguish and dismay	D2
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They journey'd o'er the desert 'neath a sky	X
Scorch'd by the fiery footsteps of the sun	Q
Without a shade to bless the wistful eye	X
And soon her fellow slaves droop'd one by one	Q
Callous to blows that harshly drove them on	E2
Strength hope and love of life all seeming gone	F2
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But she went onward with no word or plaint	M
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Clasping the child unto her bosom still	G2
Unflagging when all else began to faint	M
Intent to save her little one from ill	G2
And they look'd on her as she sped along	H2
Wond'ring what made so frail a creature strong	H2
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At eve she bent above her sleeping treasure	I2
With eyes that wept for pity and for love	J2
Filling its cup of life in richer measure	I2
With the blest care that watches us above	J2
And in the morn they bound the babe again	W
And so drew on the mother in their train	K2
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Her tender feet soon wounded were and sore	L2
With the rough travel and the weary way	D2
And her slight limbs o'ertask'd and loaded bore	L2
Less lightly up their burden day by day	D2
But nature failing Love imparted power	I2
To bear her steps up to the resting hour	I2
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Alas the mother gazed with aching eyes	S
Upon the life spring in her little child	M
As one laid by a fountain while it dries	S
Daily she watch'd it ebb till she grew wild	M
With anguish at the Angel drawing near	F
And bared her own breast for his fatal spear	F
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She lost all sense of weariness and pain	K2
And with hot tearless eyes still hurried on	E2
Bearing the child girt by its cruel chain	K2
All thought save of her cherish'd burden gone	F2
Fearful alone lest other eyes should guess	S
The feeble thing her longing arms did press	S
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At last they saw the babe was weaker growing	M2
That soon the little spark of life must fade	M
So spite of all her prayers and wild tears flowing	M2
Beside a spring the sleeping child they laid	M
And bid her onward heedless of her woe	C
But on the earth she fell and would not go	C
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They raised her up and bound her on a steed	M
And so march'd onward on their weary way	D2
For there was none to help her in her need	M
And thus they travell'd eastward all the day	D2
But when they rested and on each bow'd head	M
Sleep heavy lay the mother rose and fled	M
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And speeding swiftly with a lapwing's flight	M
Backward she hurried to the little spring	M2
Led by a power that knoweth not the night	M
But flies through darkness with unerring wing	M2
And so e'er morning shimmer'd in the East	M
She clasp'd her dead babe to her panting breast	M
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At morn they miss'd her and the women said	M
She seeks her babe beside the distant well	O
There wilt thou find her if she be not dead	M
For O the love of mother who can tell	O
And so the steward gallop'd back in haste	M
To seek the lost one in the desert waste	M
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At last the spring rose in the distant sand	M
With its close verdure pleasant to the eye	X
And there as nearing it the place he scann'd	M
He saw the mother with her infant lie	X
Quiet and stilly on each other's breast	M
Folded together in unbroken rest	M
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Her arms around it thrown that e'en in sleep	T
Still press'd the infant to her stricken heart	M
No rest so perfect no repose so deep	T
From her sweet babe the mother's love to part	M
Before him loud and bitter curses sped	M
Who heard him for the mother too lay dead	M