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September 1st, 1802.

We had a fellow-Passenger who cameFrom Calais with us, gaudy in array,A Negro Woman like a Lady gay,Yet silent as a woman fearing blame;Dejected, meek, yea pitiably tame,She sate, from notice turning not away,But on our proffer'd kindness still did layA weight of languid speech, or at the sameWas silent, motionless in eyes and face.She was a Negro Woman driv'n from France,Rejected like all others of that race,Not one of whom may now find footing there;This the poor Out-cast did to us declare,Nor murmur'd at the unfeeling Ordinance.
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