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 Take for example the following magnanimous and most heroical Epistle:—

"FROM PHELIM CONNOR TO——— 'Return!'—no never, while the withering hand Of bigot power is on that helpless land; While, for the faith my fathers held to God, Ev'n in the fields where free those fathers trod, I am proscrib'd, and—like the spot left bare In Israel's halls, to tell the proud and fair Amidst their mirth, that Slavery had been there— On all I love, home, parents, friends, I trace The mournful mark of bondage and disgrace! No!—let them stay, who in their country's pangs See nought but food for factions and harangues; Who yearly kneel before their masters' doors, And hawk their wrongs, as beggars do their sores: Still let your * * * * * * * * * * * * * Still hope and suffer, all who can!—but I, Who durst not hope, and cannot bear, must fly. But whither?—every-where the scourge pursues— Turn where he will, the wretched wanderer views. In the bright, broken hopes of all his race, Countless reflections of th' Oppressor's face! Every-where gallant hearts, and spirits true, Are serv'd up victims to the vile and few; While E******, every-where—the general foe Of Truth and Freedom, wheresoe'er they glow— Is first, when tyrants strike, to aid the blow!"