No more slave States and no more slave territory.
- Salmon Portland Chase,

No more slave States and no more slave territory.
- Salmon Portland Chase,

Resolved, That the compact which exists between the North and the
South is a covenant with death and an read more

Resolved, That the compact which exists between the North and the
South is a covenant with death and an agreement with hell;
involving both parties in atrocious criminality, and should be
immediately annulled.
- William Lloyd Garrison,

When we abolish the slavery of half of humanity, together with the whole system of hypocrisy it implies, then the read more

When we abolish the slavery of half of humanity, together with the whole system of hypocrisy it implies, then the "division" of humanity will reveal its genuine significance and the human couple will find its true form.

The very mudsills of society. . . . We call them
slaves. . . . But I will not read more

The very mudsills of society. . . . We call them
slaves. . . . But I will not characterize that class at the North
with that term; but you have it. It is there, it is everywhere,
it is eternal.

In giving freedom to the slave we assure freedom to the
free,--honorable alike in what we give and what read more

In giving freedom to the slave we assure freedom to the
free,--honorable alike in what we give and what we preserve.

Foreign slaves, as soon as they come within the limits of Gaul,
that moment they are free.
[Lat., read more

Foreign slaves, as soon as they come within the limits of Gaul,
that moment they are free.
[Lat., Servi peregrini, ut primum Galliae fines penetraverint
eodem momento liberi sunt.]

And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls read more

And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.

I would not have a slave to till my ground,
To carry me, to fan me while I sleep,
read more

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.

Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs
Receive our air, that moment they are free;
They read more

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