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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391784" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bury Me in a Free Land</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Make me a grave where'er you will,<br>In a lowly plain, or a lofty hill; <br>Make it among earth's humblest graves,<br>But not in a land where men are slaves.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could not rest if around my grave<br>I heard the steps of a trembling slave;<br>His shadow above my silent tomb<br>Would make it a place of fearful gloom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could not rest if I heard the tread<br>Of a coffle gang to the shambles led,<br>And the mother's shriek of wild despair<br>Rise like a curse on the trembling air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could not sleep if I saw the lash<br>Drinking her blood at each fearful gash,<br>And I saw her babes torn from her breast,<br>Like trembling doves from their parent nest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd shudder and start if I heard the bay<br>Of bloodhounds seizing their human prey,<br>And I heard the captive plead in vain<br>As they bound afresh his galling chain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I saw young girls from their mother's arms<br>Bartered and sold for their youthful charms,<br>My eye would flash with a mournful flame,<br>My death-paled cheek grow red with shame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I would sleep, dear friends, where bloated might<br>Can rob no man of his dearest right;<br>My rest shall be calm in any grave<br>Where none can call his brother a slave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I ask no monument, proud and high,<br>To arrest the gaze of the passers-by;<br>All that my yearning spirit craves,<br>Is bury me not in a land of slaves.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frances+Ellen+Watkins+Harper">Frances Ellen Watkins Harper</a><div class=q>
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In a lowly plain, or a lofty hill; 
Make it among earth's humblest graves,
But not in a land where men are slaves.

I could not rest if around my grave
I heard the steps of a trembling slave;
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