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Where round the stake the impaled Negro writhes.Assume thy sacred terrors then! dispenseThe blasting gales of Pestilence!Arouse the race of Afric! holy Power,Lead them to vengeance! and in that dread hourWhen Ruin rages wide,I will behold and smile by Mercy's side.1791. 
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