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I looked upon my girls & boys
Now of a mother's love bereft –
Tho' heaven had shaded many joys
Some yet unclouded yet joys were left –
And I could hope that He who pours
Fresh waters from the rock that's cleft, –
He who destroys & who restores,
Would retribute death's cruel theft

And thus I mused – & thus I taught
Life's comforts to return again:-
Alas! death's cruelties are nought
Sought to the cruelties of men –
A fiercer tyrant far than death –
The white man came – I cried in vain –
He came Both fathered For tears & silks – & smothered breath
Could neither soothe nor snap the chain.

Identifier: | JB/110/160/002"JB/" can not be assigned to a declared number type with value 110.
Date_1		Marginal Summary Numbering
Box	110	Main Headings
Folio number	160	Info in main headings field
Image	002	Titles	the negro
Category	collectanea	Number of Pages	4
Recto/Verso	recto	Page Numbering
Penner	sir john bowring	Watermarks	c ansell 1825
Marginals		Paper Producer	lal1
Corrections		Paper Produced in Year	1825
Notes public		ID Number	36150
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