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'The Slave's Lament—'
An Antislavery Ballad by Robert Burns (1792)

 

It was in sweet Senegal that my foes did me enthrall
   For the lands of Virginia-ginia O;
Torn from that lovely shore, and must never see it more,
   And alas! I am weary, weary O!
      Torn from &c.

All on that charming coast is no bitter snow and frost,
   Like the lands of Virginia-ginia O;
There streams for ever flow, and there flowers for ever blow,
   And alas! I am weary, weary O!
      There streams &c.

The burden I must bear, while the cruel scourge I fear,
   In the lands of Virginia-ginia O;
And I think on friends most dear with the bitter, bitter tear,
   And Alas! I am weary, weary O!
      And I think &c.

 

 


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