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Show 62 Speak-for the poor man's causeFor Labor's just reward- For violated laws Of nature and of God ! Speak-let the Debtor hear Within his living grave ! . , Speak-THUNDER in OppressiOns ear, Deliverance to the slave f Ay-speak-while there is time, For all a freeman's clatm,Ere thouO"ht becomes a crime, And F~eedom but a name ! While yet the Tongue and Pen And Press are unforbid, And we dare to feel and act as menSpeak- as our fathers did ! The land we love ere long Shall kindle at thy callFalsehood and chartered Wrong, And legal Robbery, fall : The proud shall not combineThe secret council cease- And underneath the sheltering vine Shall Labor dwell in peace ! Old Massachusetts yet Retains her earliest firesStill on her hills are set The altars of her sires : 63 Her 'fierce Democracies ' Have yet their strength unshorn And pampered Power ere long shall Its Gaza-gates uptorn. Perish shall all which takes From Labor's board and canPerish shall all which makes A Spaniel of the JJfan ! With freshened courage then, On to the glorious encl- Ever the same as thou hast beenThe poor man's fastest friend ! see |