Archy Moore, the White Slave: Or, Memoirs of a FugitiveMiller, Orton & Mulligan, 1856 - 408 páginas |
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Archy Moore, the White Slave: Or, Memoirs of a Fugitive - Primary Source Edition Richard Hildreth Prévia não disponível - 2014 |
Archy Moore, the White Slave: Or, Memoirs of a Fugitive - Primary Source Edition Richard Hildreth Prévia não disponível - 2014 |
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Página 399 - A slave is one who is in the power of a master to whom he belongs. The master may sell him, dispose of his person, his industry, and his labor. He can do nothing, possess nothing, nor acquire anything, but what must belong to his master.
Página 278 - ... that the very moment any private individual attempts to lecture us upon its evils and immorality, and the necessity of putting means in operation to secure us from them, in the same moment his tongue shall be cut out and cast upon the dunghill.
Página 325 - ... minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year...
Página iii - That all men are by nature equally free and independent, and have certain inherent rights, of which, when they enter into a state of society, they cannot by any compact deprive or divest their posterity ; namely, the enjoyment of life and liberty, with the means of acquiring and possessing property, and pursuing and obtaining happiness and safety.
Página 303 - At the pronouncing of the opinion of the lords, and the demand whether he had any thing to say why sentence of death should not be given against him, these only were his words: — 'I have nothing to say...
Página 336 - From every side they came ; Each mountain, valley, plain, and grove, Haste eagerly to show their love ; Right welcome was the dame. Virginia's shouts were heard aloud, Gay Carolina sent a crowd, Grave Georgia not a few ; No rabble rout. I heard it said Some great ones joined the cavalcade ; The muse will not say who. Gay goddess of the sable band, Propitious still this grateful land With thy sweet presence bless : Here fix secure thy constant throne ; We all adore, and thee alone, The queen of love...
Página 59 - Indeed ! A fine sort of protector they've found in you," answered Stubbs, with a loud laugh, in which he was joined by his companions ; — " No question they're mightily obliged to you. The deuce take your nonsense and yourself into the bargain. I'll say what I please to the gal, and do what I please, too. Ain't I the overseer?
Página 399 - ... owes to his master and to all his family a respect without bounds and an absolute obedience, and he is consequently to execute all the orders which he receives from him, his said master, or from them.
Página 335 - Ind, Thy sceptre sways : thy power, we find, Beyond the tropics felt ; The blazing sun, that gilds the zone, Waits but the triumphs of thy throne, Quite round the burning belt. When thou, America to view, That vast domain, thy conquest new, First left thy native shore, Bright was the morn and soft the breeze . With wanton joy the curling seas The beauteous burden bore. Thy skin excelled the raven's plume, Thy breath the fragrant orange bloom. Thy eye the tropic's beam ; Soft was thy lip as silken...