Omother race! to thee i bring
this pledge of faith unwavering,
this tribute to thy glory.
i know the pangs which thou didst feel,
when slavery crushed thee with its heel,
with thy dear blood all gory.
sad days were those-ah, sad indeed!
but through the land the fruitful seed
of better times was growing.
the plant of freedom upward sprung,
and spread its leaves so fresh and young-
its blossoms now are blowing
read the first three lines of the poem: "o mother race! to thee i bring/this pledge of faith unwavering,/this tribute to thy glory." where is the "morher race" that speaker mentions from? support your answer with evidence from the poem.
what is the speakers attitude toward ethiopia? support your answer with evidence from the poem.
pls answer asap

answer:

explanation: o mother race! to thee i bring

this pledge of faith unwavering,

this tribute to thy glory.

i know the pangs which thou didst feel,

when slavery crushed thee with its heel,

with thy dear blood all gory.

sad days were those--ah, sad indeed!

but through the land the fruitful seed

of better times was growing.

the plant of freedom upward sprung,

and spread its leaves so fresh and young--

its blossoms now are blowing.

on every hand in this fair land,

proud ethiope's swarthy children stand

beside their fairer neighbor;

the forests flee before their stroke,

their hammers ring, their forges

they stir in honest labor.

they tread the fields where honor calls;

their voices sound through senate halls

in majesty and power.

to right they cling; the hymns they sing

up to the skies in beauty ring,

and bolder grow each hour.

be proud, my race, in mind and soul;

thy name is writ on glory's scroll

in characters of fire.

high 'mid the clouds of fame's bright sky

thy banner's blazoned folds now fly,

and truth shall lift them higher.

thou hast the right to noble pride,

whose spotless robes were purified

by blood's severe baptism.

upon thy brow the cross was laid,

and labor's painful sweat-beads made

a consecrating chrism.

no other race, or white or black,

when bound, as thou wert, to the rack,

so seldom stooped to grieving;

no other race, when free again,

forgot the past and proved them men

so noble in forgiving.

go on and up! our souls and eyes

shall follow thy continuous rise;

our ears shall list thy story

from bards who from thy root shall spring,

and proudly tune their lyres to sing

of ethiopia's glory.

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