Category: African-American
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“To the Right Honourable William, Earl of Dartmouth”
“May fiery coursers sweep th’ ethereal plain, And bear thee upwards to that blest abode, Where, like the prophet, thou shalt find thy God.”
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“Beehive”
“Silver bees intently buzzing, Silver honey dripping from the swarm of bees Earth is a waxen cell of the world comb,”— from “Beehive” by Jean Toomer
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A Song for Myself
“The corn Will fat A hog Or rat:” — from “A Song for Myself” by Melvin B. Tolson
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From “An Anniversary Poem, Entitled, ‘The Progress of Liberty” by James Madison Bell (1826 – 1902)
“Though slavery’s dead, yet there remains A work for those from whom the chains Today are falling one by one; Nor should they deem their labor done,”— from “An Anniversary Poem, Entitled, ‘The Progress of Liberty” by James Madison Bell
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“And What Shall You Say?” by Joseph S. Cotter, Jr.
I mock no peoples, My people are mocked.” And, brother, what shall you say?
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An Excerpt from “Heritage” by Countee Cullen (1903 – 1946)
“…Spicy grove, cinnamon tree, What is Africa to me?”
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From “To the Right Honoruable William, Earl of Dartmouth” by Phillis Wheatley
Should you, my lord, while you peruse my song, Wonder from whence my love of Freedom sprung, Whence flow these wishes for the common good, By feeling hearts alone best understood, I, young in life, by seeming cruel fate Was snatch’d from Afric’s fancy’d happy seat: What pangs excruciating must molest, What sorrows labour in…
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“The Washer-Woman” by Otto Leland Bohanan
“A GREAT swart cheek and the gleam of tears, The flutter of hopes and the shadow of fears,”
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“Tuskegee” by Leslie Pinckney Hill (1880 – 1960)
Here’s an #excerpt from a #poem, entitled, “Tuskegee” by Leslie Pinckney Hilly: “Not many steps ahead, but this we know— If all our toilsome building is in vain, Availing not to set our manhood free, If envious hate roots out the seed we sow…,”
