Sarah Louisa Forten
Sarah Louisa Forten Poems
|1.||On The Abandonment Of Prejudice||10/14/2010|
|4.||The Grave Of The Slave||10/14/2010|
|7.||The Slave Girl's Address To Her Mother||10/14/2010|
|8.||The Slave Girl's Farewell||10/14/2010|
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The Grave Of The Slave
The cold storms of winter shall chill him no more,
His woes and his sorrows, his pains are all o'er;
The sod of the valley now covers his form,
He is safe in his last home, he feels not the storm.
The poor slave is laid all unheeded and lone.
Where the rich and the poor find a permanent home;
Not his master can rouse him with voice of command;
He knows not and hears not his cruel demand;
Not a tear, nor a sigh to embalm his cold tomb,
No friend to lament him, no child to bemoan;
Not a stone marks the place where he peacefully lies,
The earth for the ...