Break My Chain (Anon England,1830s)
Sweet master, break my gallingchains,
And set your prisoner free;
Oh give me but to tasteagain,
The joys ofLiberty.
Oh then sweet master, break mychain,
And grant me liberty'
Give me to taste of Lifeagain
He only lives whoseFREE.
How can you boast of Freedom'sname
If aid I vainly crave?
Oh, then admit your supplicants claim
And blush to own a slave.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well done Ian for finding and reviving these important lines.
thanks a lot Paul, i am in the midst of recovering more, strangely Poemhunter has banned a couple cos they tghink they are rude! ! ! How words and standards change, now they just let in polite rubbish! ! ! Ha