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William Wordsworth - To Thomas Clarkson
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ON THE FINAL PASSING OF THE BILL FOR THE ABOLITION OF THE SLAVE TRADE
MARCH 1807

CLARKSON! it was an obstinate hill to climb:
How toilsome--nay, how dire--it was, by thee
Is known; by none, perhaps, so feelingly:
But thou, who, starting in thy fervent prime,
Didst first lead forth that enterprise sublime,
Hast heard the constant Voice its charge repeat,
Which, out of thy young heart`s oracular seat,
First roused thee.--O true yoke-fellow of Time,
Duty`s intrepid liegeman, see, the palm
Is won, and by all Nations shall be worn!                   
The blood-stained Writing is for ever torn;
And thou henceforth wilt have a good man`s calm,
A great man`s happiness; thy zeal shall find
Repose at length, firm friend of human kind!
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