Since infancy Throughout childhood My perfect daughter

The soul of my excitement

In her sprightly youth

With a young heart

Was a mistress gone.

 

Her wishes of him

Rose to the strongest ties

Was now

The demon’s possession.

 

Her callous drunkard

A bloody disposition

Of fiendish barbarity

Left horror and dread.

 

The swine he was

Brutalizing sickly

With his ceaseless

Whipped his icy brow

words by Fredrick Douglass

 

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