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Sunday, May 22, 2005
Freedom and Slavery
Mary Wortley Montagu (1689-1762):
Born to be slaves, our fathers freedom sought, And with their blood the precious treasure bought; We their mean offspring our own bondage plot, And, born to freedom, for our chains we vote.