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POEMS ON
On being brought from AFRICA to AMERICA.
'TWAS mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
Taught my benighted ſoul to underſtand
That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too:
Once I redemption neither ſought nor knew.
Some view our ſable race with ſcornful eye,5
"Their colour is a diabolic die."
Remember, Chriſtians, Negros, black as Cain,
May be refin'd, and join th' angelic train.
On
