Category: American Poetry
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“Negro Seranade” by James Edwin Campbell
“…I’ll sing dis night twel broad day-light, Ur bu’s’ my froat wid tryin’, ’Less you come down, Miss ’Lindy Brown, 15 An’ stops dis ha’t f’um sighin’!”
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“My Country ‘Tis of Thee” by W.E.B. Du Bois
“My native country thee Land of the slave set free, Thy fame I love. I love thy rocks and rills…”
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“For My People” by Margaret Walker
“For my people walking blindly spreading joy, losing time being lazy, sleeping when hungry, shouting when burdened, drinking when hopeless, tied, and shackled and tangled among …”
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“Sir, We Would See Jesus” by Frances E.W. Harper (1825 – 1911)
“…We would see Jesus; proud and high Temples and domes have met our eye…”
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From “Moses: A Story of the Nile” by Frances E. W. Harper (by 1825 – 1911)
“…f the hours; men rose not from their seats, but sat In silent awe. That lengthened night lay like a burden On the air, — a darkness one might almost gather In his hand, it was so gross and thick. Then came The last dread plague — the death of the first born…”
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“George Moses Horton, Myself” by George Moses Horton (1797? – 1883?)
George Moses Horton, Myself BY GEORGE MOSES HORTON I feel myself in need Of the inspiring strains of ancient lore, My heart to lift, my empty mind to feed, And all the world explore. I know that I am old And never can recover what is past, But for the future may some light unfold And…
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“Evening” by Paul Laurence Dunbar
“Beneath some friendly blade of grass The lazy beetle cowers; The coffers of the air are filled With offerings from the flowers.”
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“Harlem Shadows” by Claude McKay
“…Ah, little dark girls who in slippered feet Go prowling through the night from street to street!…”
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“Afternoon on a Hill” by Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 – 1950)
I will be the gladdest thing Under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one….
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