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The New Year (Anti-Slavery Poem)
by [?]

There let him hang, and hear the boast
Of Southrons o’er their pliant tool,–
A new Stylites on his post,
“Sacred to ridicule!”

Look we at home! our noble hall,
To Freedom’s holy purpose given,
Now rears its black and ruined wall,
Beneath the wintry heaven,

Telling the story of its doom,
The fiendish mob, the prostrate law,
The fiery jet through midnight’s gloom,
Our gazing thousands saw.

Look to our State! the poor man’s right
Torn from him: and the sons of those
Whose blood in Freedom’s sternest fight
Sprinkled the Jersey snows,

Outlawed within the land of Penn,
That Slavery’s guilty fears might cease,
And those whom God created men
Toil on as brutes in peace.

Yet o’er the blackness of the storm
A bow of promise bends on high,
And gleams of sunshine, soft and warm,
Break through our clouded sky.

East, West, and North, the shout is heard,
Of freemen rising for the right
Each valley hath its rallying word,
Each hill its signal light.

O’er Massachusetts’ rocks of gray,
The strengthening light of freedom shines,
Rhode Island’s Narragansett Bay,
And Vermont’s snow-hung pines!

From Hudson’s frowning palisades
To Alleghany’s laurelled crest,
O’er lakes and prairies, streams and glades,
It shines upon the West.

Speed on the light to those who dwell
In Slavery’s land of woe and sin,
And through the blackness of that bell,
Let Heaven’s own light break in.

So shall the Southern conscience quake
Before that light poured full and strong,
So shall the Southern heart awake
To all the bondman’s wrong.

And from that rich and sunny land
The song of grateful millions rise,
Like that of Israel’s ransomed band
Beneath Arabia’s skies:

And all who now are bound beneath
Our banner’s shade, our eagle’s wing,
From Slavery’s night of moral death
To light and life shall spring.

Broken the bondman’s chain, and gone
The master’s guilt, and hate, and fear,
And unto both alike shall dawn
A New and Happy Year.
1839.

Note 1:
The Northern author of the Congressional rule against receiving petitions of the people on the subject of Slavery.