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Slave

AND THE CHILD WAS BORN-
 THE VERY FIRST SON,
AT ONE FRIDAY NOON,
TO EAT FROM THE SPOON.

ESCAPING THE WOMB,
HE, AS BABIES DO,
CRIED,"I AM NOW BORN,
TO JOIN IN THE SUN:

AND WORK,HUMAN SLAVE-
ANOTHER YOUNG SLAVE 
BORN TO SHARE THE EARTH'S
BURDENS SO CLEAR."

KIND HANDS BROUGHT HIM FORTH:
AS MANY REJOICED
ALL SATURDAY LONG
FOR ANOTHER SLAVE BORN..

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