No Man Shall Rule Over Me With

Slavery Will Not Be Overthrown Without Excitement, A Most Tremendous Excitement.

Better To Be Always In A Minority Of One With God - Branded As Madman, Incendiary, Fanatic, Heretic, Infidel - Frowned Upon By "the Powers That Be," And Mobbed By The Populace - Or Consigned Ignominiously To The Gallows, Like Him Whose "soul Is Marching On," Though His "body Lies Mouldering In The Grave," Or Burnt To Ashes At The Stake Like Wickliffe, Or Nailed To The Cross Like Him Who "gave Himself For The World," - In Defence Of The Right, Than Like Herod, Having The Shouts Of A Multitude Crying, "it Is The Voice Of A God, And Not Of A Man!"

Tell A Man Whose House Is On Fire To Give A Moderate Alarm; Tell Him To Moderately Rescue His Wife From The Hands Of The Ravisher; Tell The Mother To Gradually Extricate Her Babe From The Fire Into Which It Has Fallen - But Urge Me Not To Use Moderation In A Cause Like The Present.

My Crime Is That I Will Not Go With The Multitude To Do Evil. My Singularity Is That When I Say That Freedom Is Of God And Slavery Is Of The Devil, I Mean Just What I Say. My Fanaticism Is That I Insist On The American People Abolishing Slavery, Or Ceasing To Prate On The Rights Of Man.

The Apathy Of The People Is Enough To Make Every Statue Leap From Its Pedestal And Hasten The Resurrection Of The Dead.