Nature has left this tincture in the blood, That all men would be tyrants if they could.
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Nationality: English Type: Journalist Born: 1660 Death: 1731 |
But to the slave mother New Year's day comes laden with peculiar sorrows. She sits on her cold cabin floor, watching the children who may all be torn from her the next morning; and often does she wish that she and they might die before the day dawns.