V

    V is the Vessel, in whose dark,
      Noisome, and stifling hold,
    Hundreds of Africans are packed,
      Brought o’er the seas, and sold.

W

    W is the Whipping post,
      To which the slave is bound,
    While on his naked back, the lash
      Makes many a bleeding wound.

X

    X is for Xerxes, famed of yore;
      A warrior stern was he
    He fought with swords; let truth and love
      Our only weapons be.

Y

    Y is for Youth—­the time for all
      Bravely to war with sin;
    And think not it can ever be
      Too early to begin.

Z

    Z is a Zealous man, sincere,
      Faithful, and just, and true;
    An earnest pleader for the slave—­
      Will you not be so too?