marsh-field

Updated: May 16, 2025

"He tore me from my Dinah; I tought my heart would burst: He made me lub anoder when my lub was wid de first; He sole my picanninnies becase he got dar price, And shut me in de marsh-field to hoe among de rice; When I neber hab forgotten, etc.

William Wells Brown - Clotelle; or, the Colored Heroine, a tale of the Southern States; or, the President's Daughter