Listen, little children, all,

      Listen to our earnest call:

      You are very young, 'tis true,

      But there's much that you can do.

      Even you can plead with men

      That they buy not slaves again,

      And that those they have may be

      Quickly set at liberty.

      They may hearken what you say,

      Though from us they turn away.

      Sometimes, when from school you walk,

      You can with your playmates talk,

      Tell them of the slave child's fate,

      Motherless and desolate.

      And you can refuse to take

      Candy, sweetmeat, pie or cake,

      Saying "no"—unless 'tis free—

      "The slave shall not work for me."

      Thus, dear little children, each

      May some useful lesson teach;

      Thus each one may help to free

      This fair land from slavery.