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hey look up with their pale and sunken faces,And their look is dread to see,For they mind you of their angels in high places,With eyes turned on Deity."How long," they say, "how long, O cruel nation,Will you stand, to move the world, on a child's heart,--Stifle down with a mailed heel its palpitation,And tread onward to your throne amid the mart?Our blood splashes upward, O gold-heaper,And your purple shows your path!But the child's sob in the silence curses deeperThan the strong man in his wrath." FOOTNOTES: [6] A fact rendered pathetically historical by Mr. Horne's report ofhis Commission. The name of the poet of "Orion" and "Cosmo de' Medici"has, however, a change of associations, and comes in time to remind methat we have some noble poetic heat of literature still,--however opento the reproach of being somewhat gelid in our humanity--1844. _A CHILD ASLEEP._
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