The Death I Should Prefer

Carols Of Gladness Ring From Every Tree.

Though The Negroes Are Fed, Clothed, And Housed, And Though The Irish Peasant Is Starved, Naked, And Roofless, The Bare Name Of Freemen-the Lordship Over His Own Person, The Power To Choose And Will-are Blessings Beyond Food, Raiment, Or Shelter; Possessing Which, The Want Of Every Comfort Of Life Is Yet More Tolerable Than Their Fullest Enjoyment Without Them.

The Vast Concourse Of People Who Had Assembled To Witness The Triumphant Arrival Of The Successful Travellers Was Of The Lowest Orders Of Mechanics And Artisans, Among Whom Great Distress And A Dangerous Spirit Of Discontent With The Government At That Time Prevailed.

I Have Been Taking My Daily Walk Round The Island, And Visited The Sugar Mill And The Threshing Mill Again.

[on Disagreeing With Her Husband About His Slave-holding:] I Cannot Give My Conscience Into The Keeping Of Another Human Being Or Submit The Actions Dictated By My Conscience To Their Will.