IN PRISON FOR TREASON.
[One of the finest stanzas in American poetry was inspired by the imprisonment of Hanway and others for treason. While they were in Moyamensing, John G. Whittier wrote and published his “Lines” to them. Horace E. Scudder, in his excellent and complete “Cambridge edition” of Whittier, classes the following with three other poems, “called out by the popular movement of Free State men to occupy the territory of Kansas.” In this he is mistaken. This poem, now entitled “For Righteousness’ Sake,” was originally “inscribed to Friends under arrest for treason against the slave power,” and was directed especially to Hanway, Lewis and Scarlet. The concluding stanza is deeply imbedded in popular appreciation of the best in our national literature.]
The age is dull and mean. Men creep,Not walk; with blood too pale and tameTo pay the debt they owe to shame;Buy cheap, sell dear; eat, drink, and sleepDown-pillowed, deaf to moaning want;Pay tithes for soul-insurance; keepSix days to Mammon, one to Cant.In such a time, give thanks to God,That somewhat of the holy rageWith which the prophets in their ageOn all its decent seemings trod,Has set your feet upon the lie,That man and ox and soul and clodAre market stock to sell and buy!The hot words from your lips, my own,To caution trained, might not repeat;But if some tares among the wheatOf generous thought and deed were sown,No common wrong provoked your zeal;The silken gauntlet that is thrownIn such a quarrel rings like steel.The brave old strife the fathers sawFor Freedom calls for men againLike those who battled not in vainFor England’s Charter, Alfred’s law;And right of speech and trial justWage in your name their ancient warWith venal courts and perjured trust.God’s ways seem dark, but soon or late,They touch the shining hills of day;The evil cannot brook delay,The good can well afford to wait.Give ermined knaves their hour of crime;Ye have the future grand and great,The safe appeal of Truth to Time!
The age is dull and mean. Men creep,Not walk; with blood too pale and tameTo pay the debt they owe to shame;Buy cheap, sell dear; eat, drink, and sleepDown-pillowed, deaf to moaning want;Pay tithes for soul-insurance; keepSix days to Mammon, one to Cant.In such a time, give thanks to God,That somewhat of the holy rageWith which the prophets in their ageOn all its decent seemings trod,Has set your feet upon the lie,That man and ox and soul and clodAre market stock to sell and buy!The hot words from your lips, my own,To caution trained, might not repeat;But if some tares among the wheatOf generous thought and deed were sown,No common wrong provoked your zeal;The silken gauntlet that is thrownIn such a quarrel rings like steel.The brave old strife the fathers sawFor Freedom calls for men againLike those who battled not in vainFor England’s Charter, Alfred’s law;And right of speech and trial justWage in your name their ancient warWith venal courts and perjured trust.God’s ways seem dark, but soon or late,They touch the shining hills of day;The evil cannot brook delay,The good can well afford to wait.Give ermined knaves their hour of crime;Ye have the future grand and great,The safe appeal of Truth to Time!
The age is dull and mean. Men creep,Not walk; with blood too pale and tameTo pay the debt they owe to shame;Buy cheap, sell dear; eat, drink, and sleepDown-pillowed, deaf to moaning want;Pay tithes for soul-insurance; keepSix days to Mammon, one to Cant.
The age is dull and mean. Men creep,
Not walk; with blood too pale and tame
To pay the debt they owe to shame;
Buy cheap, sell dear; eat, drink, and sleep
Down-pillowed, deaf to moaning want;
Pay tithes for soul-insurance; keep
Six days to Mammon, one to Cant.
In such a time, give thanks to God,That somewhat of the holy rageWith which the prophets in their ageOn all its decent seemings trod,Has set your feet upon the lie,That man and ox and soul and clodAre market stock to sell and buy!
In such a time, give thanks to God,
That somewhat of the holy rage
With which the prophets in their age
On all its decent seemings trod,
Has set your feet upon the lie,
That man and ox and soul and clod
Are market stock to sell and buy!
The hot words from your lips, my own,To caution trained, might not repeat;But if some tares among the wheatOf generous thought and deed were sown,No common wrong provoked your zeal;The silken gauntlet that is thrownIn such a quarrel rings like steel.
The hot words from your lips, my own,
To caution trained, might not repeat;
But if some tares among the wheat
Of generous thought and deed were sown,
No common wrong provoked your zeal;
The silken gauntlet that is thrown
In such a quarrel rings like steel.
The brave old strife the fathers sawFor Freedom calls for men againLike those who battled not in vainFor England’s Charter, Alfred’s law;And right of speech and trial justWage in your name their ancient warWith venal courts and perjured trust.
The brave old strife the fathers saw
For Freedom calls for men again
Like those who battled not in vain
For England’s Charter, Alfred’s law;
And right of speech and trial just
Wage in your name their ancient war
With venal courts and perjured trust.
God’s ways seem dark, but soon or late,They touch the shining hills of day;The evil cannot brook delay,The good can well afford to wait.Give ermined knaves their hour of crime;Ye have the future grand and great,The safe appeal of Truth to Time!
God’s ways seem dark, but soon or late,
They touch the shining hills of day;
The evil cannot brook delay,
The good can well afford to wait.
Give ermined knaves their hour of crime;
Ye have the future grand and great,
The safe appeal of Truth to Time!
[The End]
[A]The rule of the civil lawpartus sequitur ventrem, formerly prevailed in re domestic slavery.—1 Dall. 167.
[A]The rule of the civil lawpartus sequitur ventrem, formerly prevailed in re domestic slavery.—1 Dall. 167.
[B]Kinzey’s.
[B]Kinzey’s.
TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES:Obvious typographical errors have been corrected.Inconsistencies in hyphenation have been standardized.
TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES:
Obvious typographical errors have been corrected.
Inconsistencies in hyphenation have been standardized.