(PRINTED IN THE "NORTHAMPTON MERCURY.") To purify their wine some people bleed A lamb into the barrel, and succeed; No nostrum, planters say, is half so good To make fine sugar as a negro's blood. Now lambs and negroes both are harmless things, And thence perhaps this wondrous virtue springs. 'Tis in the blood of innocence alone-- Good cause why planters never try their own. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VISIONS: 4. A ROSE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) TOM'S GARLAND: UPON THE UNEMPLOYED by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS WELCOME, LITTLE STRANGER (BY A DISPLACED THREE-YEAR-OLD) by CHARLES FOLLEN ADAMS THE LAST LANDLORD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN |