 | African American songs - 1845 - 234 pages
...Woe is me my sto - len daughters ! Gone, gone — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone, Oh, when weary, sad, and slow, From the fields at night they go, Faint with toil, and rack'd with pain, To their cheerless homes again — There no brother's voice shall greet them —... | |
 | American literature - 1846 - 308 pages
...— Woe is me my stolen daughters ' Gone, gone— sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. Oh, when weary, sad, and slow, From the fields at night they go, Faint with toil, and rack'd with pain, To their cheerless homes again — There no brother's voice shall greet theo) —... | |
 | American literature - 1846 - 302 pages
...the rice-swamp dank and lone, From Virginia's hills and waters, — Woe is me, my stolen daughters ! Gone, gone — sold and gone. To the rice-swamp dank and lone, From the tree whose shadow lay On their childhood's place of play — From the cool spring where they drank... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - History - 1850 - 408 pages
...the rice-swamp dank and lone, From Virginia's hills and waters — Woe is me, my stolen daughters ! Gone, gone — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone, From the tree whose shadow lay On their childhood's place of play — From the cool spring where they drank... | |
 | Harriet Beecher Stowe - Antislavery movements - 1853 - 282 pages
...arms caress them. Gone, gone, &o. Gone, gone, — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. 0, when weary, sad, and slow, From the fields at night...them, There no father's welcome meet them. Gone, gone, Ac. Gona, gone, — sold and gone, To the rice-awamp dank and lone. From the tree whose shadow lay... | |
 | Slavery - 1853 - 380 pages
...waters, Woe is me, my stolen daughters ! Gone, gone, sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone, 0 ! when weary, sad, and slow, From the fields at night they go, Faint with toil, and rack'd with pain, To their cheerless homes again, There no brother's voice shall greet them, There... | |
 | Harriet Beecher Stowe - Antislavery movements - 1853 - 534 pages
...— There no brother's voice shall greet them, There no father's welcome meet them. Gone, gone, &c. Gone, gone, — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. From the tree whose shadow lay On their childhood's place of play ; From the cool spring where they drank... | |
 | John Lawrence - Slave trade - 1854 - 230 pages
...them. Gone, gone, Ace. Gone, gone, — sold and gone, To the rice swamp dank and lone. 0, when wesry, sad, and slow, From the fields at night they go, Faint...cheerless homes again, — There no brother's voice shall grect them, There no father's welcome mect them. Gone, gone, &c. Gone, gone, — sold and gone, To... | |
 | David W. Bartlett - Reformers - 1855 - 440 pages
...strews Poison with the falling dews, Where the sickly sunbeams glare Through the hot and misty air, — Gone, gone — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank...hills and waters, — Woe is me, my stolen daughters I " But perhaps as fine a specimen of his poetry in this vein, is his poem upon the death of Oliver... | |
 | David W. Bartlett, D. W. (David W. ). Bartlett - Biography & Autobiography - 1855 - 408 pages
...the falling dews, Where the sickly sunbeams glare Through the hot and misty air/— Gone, gone—sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. From Virginia's...hills and waters,—* Woe is me, my stolen daughters I " But perhaps -as fine a specimen of his poetry in this vein, is his poem upon the death of Oliver... | |
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Gone, gone, — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone, From Virginia's hills and waters; Woe is me, my stolen daughters! 
