The Tragedy of White Injustice (Marcus Mosiah Garvey Poems)
(1)Lying and stealing is the white man's game;For rights of God nor man he has no shame(A practice of his ...
(1)Lying and stealing is the white man's game;For rights of God nor man he has no shame(A practice of his ...
First, then, I say, the mind which oft we callThe intellect, wherein is seated life'sCounsel and regimen, is part no ...
First, then, I say, the mind which oft we callThe intellect, wherein is seated life'sCounsel and regimen, is part no ...
as we did behold the salmon sporting,We spied some countrie clowns to us resorting,Who striken were with sudden admiration,To see ...
FROM HER FRIEND IN THE COUNTRY.By especial request I take up my pen,To write a few lines to my dear ...
AMONG the dwellings framed by birdsIn field or forest with nice care,Is none that with the little Wren'sIn snugness may ...
I SERVED in a great cause:Long had I doubted the call I heard, wantoning the seasons dead;The opportune days were ...
IYoung laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; ...
In Days of yore the Story goes,A subterranean Castle rose;Which rear'd its Head a wond'rous Height,The Work of some ingenious ...
Don't mind me, I beg you, old fellow,--I'll do very well here alone;You must not be kept from your "German" ...
THE poet in theory worships the moon, But how can he linger, to gaze on her light? With proof-sheets and ...
THE music blares into a ragtime tune-- The dancers whirl around the polished floor; Each powdered face a set expression ...
AUSPICIOUS morn, com'st opportune, unbought?Bring'st thou glad furtherance in thy rosy train?Speed then, my chariot, following fast my thought,And distance ...
To Ernest Brace "And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard ...
The journey of our lives just as for the Christ not just on level ground trials in deserts, on the ...
Though he was tempted hungry, alone in the desert Jesus stood strong calling on the word of God Not taking ...
Long Pont's apparitional this warm spring morning, the strand a blur of sandy light, and the square white of the ...
FROM far Dakota's cañons, Lands of the wild ravine, the dusky Sioux, the lonesome stretch, the silence, Haply to-day a ...
Now wouldn't you expect to find a man an awful crank That's staked out nigh three hundred claims, and every ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
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