High in the air expos'd the Slave is hung

    To all the birds of Heaven, their living food!

  He groans not, tho' awaked by that fierce Sun

    New torturers live to drink their parent blood!

  He groans not, tho' the gorging Vulture tear

    The quivering fibre! hither gaze O ye

    Who tore this Man from Peace and Liberty!

  Gaze hither ye who weigh with scrupulous care

  The right and prudent; for beyond the grave

    There is another world! and call to mind,

    Ere your decrees proclaim to all mankind

  Murder is legalized, that there the Slave

  Before the Eternal, "thunder-tongued shall plead

  "Against the deep damnation of your deed."