Douglas (Fenton Johnson Poems)
He came when tyranny was ripe, a torchThat lit the darkened avenue of hope,He came from cabin, ragged, poor, and ...
He came when tyranny was ripe, a torchThat lit the darkened avenue of hope,He came from cabin, ragged, poor, and ...
Come from the window, Mary, He has gone,The night is here, and I would tell my taleOf wondrous sights I ...
I'Tis a joyous day in June,(Crimson was the midnight moon)And the lily clothed in whiteOpes her eye to dancing light,As ...
1.When April comes as April willNo more in eagerness my soulShall cringe and ask that thou shalt hearMy humble songs, ...
ILet me dream a while; the day is done;Let me drift away in Charon's barge;Moonlight pours upon the Isle of ...
We are children of the sun, Rising sun!Weaving Southern destiny,Waiting for the mighty hourWhen our Shiloh shall appearWith the flaming ...
I.Black men holding up the earth,Atlas burdened they descendDeep into the vale of Hell;And with valor long defendFairer brothers from ...
IYoung gallant from the fairer race of men,Have you a love as comely as the maidTo whom I chant my ...
Once I was good like the Virgin Mary and the Minister's wife.My father worked for Mr. Pullman and white people's ...
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