My Master Had Power And Law On

For Years, My Master Had Done His Utmost To Pollute My Mind With Foul Images, And To Destroy The Pure Principles Inculcated By My Grandmother, And The Good Mistress Of My Childhood

The Secrets Of Slavery Are Concealed Like Those Of The Inquisition.

When My Babe Was Born, They Said It Was Premature. It Weighed Only Four Pounds; But God Let It Live.

I Was Born A Slave; But I Never Knew It Till Six Years Of Happy Childhood Had Passed Away

When I Was Six Years Old, My Mother Died; And Then, For The First Time, I Learned, By The Talk Around Me, That I Was A Slave.