Baptism (Claude McKay Poems)
Into the furnace let me go alone; Stay you without in terror of the heat. I will go naked in--for ...
Into the furnace let me go alone; Stay you without in terror of the heat. I will go naked in--for ...
No servile little fear shall daunt my will This morning. I have courage steeled to say I will be lazy, ...
Sometimes I tremble like a storm-swept flower, And seek to hide my tortured soul from thee. Bowing my head in ...
Aleta mentions in her tender letters, Among a chain of quaint and touching things, That you are feeble, weighted down ...
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