Fling out the Anti-Slavery flag;Forever let it beThe emblem to a holy cause,The banner of the free.And never from its guardian heightLet it by man be driven,But let it float forever there,Beneath the smiles of heaven.

I would have the Constitution torn in shreds and scattered to the four winds of heaven. Let us destroy the Constitution and build on its ruins the temple of liberty. I have brothers in slavery. I have seen chains placed on their limbs and beheld them captive.

Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.

Base is the slave that pays.

I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.

Slavery is malignantly aristocratic.