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 * He that late the burden bore,
 * Felt the lash and pangs untold,
 * To be chatelized no more,
 * Bartered, given, bought, or sold—
 * Pass him on!

Pass him on! Pass him on! Every man who hath a son, Every woman who hath borne Child, and hath a heart to mourn O'er the woes by others felt; Every maiden who hath knelt Down in prayer for brother dear, Or a loved one yet more near; Every youth who hath a friend With his thoughts and hopes to blend, And desireth aye to be Both in speech and action free;
 * Every one who hates the wrong
 * And would vindicate the rights,
 * Help the weak against the strong,
 * And this brother in his flight.
 * Pass him on!

Pass him on! Pass him on! Ye, whose sires the sword have drawn, And with blood your freedom bought; Ye by whom the truth is taught, That the God who dwells on high, Sees one human family, In the races of mankind, And would all together bind