LXXXII.

O Wilberforce! thou man of black renown,

Whose merit none enough can sing or say,

Thou hast struck one immense Colossus down,

Thou moral Washington of Africa!

But there's another little thing, I own,

Which you should perpetrate some summer's day,

And set the other half of Earth to rights;

You have freed the blacks—now pray shut up the whites.

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