L is the Lash, that brutally He swung around its head, Threatening that "if it cried again, He'd whip it till 'twas dead." M M is the Merchant of the north, Who buys what slaves produce-- So they are stolen, whipped and worked, For his, and for our use. N N is the Negro, rambling free In his far distant home, Delighting 'neath the palm trees' shade And cocoa-nut to roam. O O is the Orange tree, that bloomed Beside his cabin door, When white men stole him from his home To see it never more. P P is the Parent, sorrowing, And weeping all alone-- The child he loved to lean upon, His only son, is gone! Q Q is the Quarter, where the slave On coarsest food is fed, And where, with toil and sorrow worn, He seeks his wretched bed. R R is the "Rice-swamp, dank and lone," Where, weary, day by day, He labors till the fever wastes His strength and life away. S S is the Sugar, that the slave Is toiling hard to make, To put into your pie and tea, Your candy, and your cake. T T is the rank Tobacco plant, Raised by slave labor too: A poisonous and nasty thing, For gentlemen to chew. U U is for Upper Canada, Where the poor slave has found Rest after all his wanderings, For it is British ground! V V is the Vessel, in whose dark, Noisome, and stifling hold, Hundreds of Africans are packed, Brought o'er the seas, and sold. W W is the Whipping post, To which the slave is bound, While on his naked back, the lash Makes many a bleeding wound. X X is for Xerxes, famed of yore; A warrior stern was he _He_ fought with swords; let truth and love _Our_ only weapons be. Y Y is for Youth--the time for all Bravely to war with sin; And think not it can ever be Too early to begin. Z Z is a Zealous man, sincere, Faithful, and just, and true; An earnest pleader for the slave-- Will you not be so too?