Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420692" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Farewell of a Virginia Slave Mother</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of A Virginia Slave Mother To Her Daughters Sold Into Southern Bondage</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Gone, gone, - sold and gone <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone. <br>Where the slave-whip ceaseless swings <br>Where the noisome insect stings <br>Where the fever demon strews <br>Poison with the falling dews <br>Where the sickly sunbeams glare <br>Through the hot and misty air; <br>Gone, gone, - sold and gone, <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone, <br>From Virginia's hills and waters; <br>Woe is me, my stolen daughters!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gone, gone, - sold and gone <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone <br>There no mother's eye is near them, <br>There no mother's ear can hear them; <br>Never, when the torturing lash <br>Seams their back with many a gash <br>Shall a mother's kindness bless them <br>Or a mother's arms caress them. <br>Gone, gone, - sold and gone, <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone, <br>From Virginia's hills and waters; <br>Woe is me, my stolen daughters!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gone, gone, - sold and gone, <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone, <br>Oh, when weary, sad, and slow, <br>From the fields at night they go <br>Faint with toil, and racked with pain <br>To their cheerless homes again, <br>There no brother's voice shall greet them <br>There no father's welcome meet them. <br>Gone, gone, - sold and gone, <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone, <br>From Virginia's hills and waters; <br>Woe is me, my stolen daughters!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gone, gone, - sold and gone, <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone <br>From the tree whose shadow lay <br>On their childhood's place of play; <br>From the cool spring where they drank; <br>Rock, and hill, and rivulet bank; <br>From the solemn house of prayer, <br>And the holy counsels there; <br>Gone, gone, - sold and gone, <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone, <br>From Virginia's hills and waters; <br>Woe is me, my stolen daughters!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gone, gone, - sold and gone, <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone; <br>Toiling through the weary day, <br>And at night the spoiler's prey. <br>Oh, that they had earlier died, <br>Sleeping calmly, side by side, <br>Where the tyrant's power is o'er <br>And the fetter galls no more! <br>Gone, gone, - sold and gone, <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone; <br>From Virginia's hills and waters <br>Woe is me, my stolen daughters!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gone, gone, - sold and gone, <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone; <br>By the holy love He beareth; <br>By the bruised reed He spareth; <br>Oh, may He, to whom alone <br>All their cruel wrongs are known, <br>Still their hope and refuge prove, <br>With a more than mother's love. <br>Gone, gone, - sold and gone, <br>To the rice-swamp dank and lone, <br>From Virginia's hills and waters; <br>Woe is me, my stolen daughters!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
<img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share">
<script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420692" data-title="The Farewell of a Virginia Slave Mother de John Greenleaf Whittier" data-description="Of A Virginia Slave Mother To Her Daughters Sold Into Southern Bondage


Gone, gone, - sold and gone 
To the rice-swamp dank and lone. 
Where the slave-whip ceaseless swings 
Where the noisome insect stings 
Where the fever demon strews 
Poison wi..."></div>
</div>
</div>