Abolition of Slavery in the District of Columbia
Bell, James Madison, 1826-1902 :
1 Thank God! from our old ensign
2 Is erased one mark of shame,
3 Which leaves one less to rapine,
4 One less to blight our fame.
5 For two and sixty summers
6 Has our broad escutcheon waved,
7 Amid the ceaseless murmurs
8 And wails of the enslaved;
9 But in the blest hereafter
10 Shall our oft afflicted ears,
11 Be solaced with bright laughter,
12 With gladsome praise and cheers.
13 For freedom's altar's basis
14 More permanent shall be,
15 When rid the gaunt embraces
16 Of fell barbarity.
17 If Congress hath the power
18 To expel from ten miles square
19 The Goliath of the hour,
20 And charge the tainted air
21 With the pure breath of freedom,
22 As to baffle all return,
23 Should they not e'en from Sodom,
24 The vaunted monster, spurn?
25 Roaring like distant waters,
26 Which no power can repress,
27 Up from ten thousand quarters
28 Comes the responsive yes!
29 Yes! yes; our nation's banner
30 We should purge from all its stains,
31 Nor yield to might nor manner,
32 Till Right triumphant reigns.