The Ballad Of Nat Turner (Robert Hayden Poems)
Then fled, O brethren, the wicked juba and wandered wandered farfrom curfew joys in the Dismal's night. Fool of St. Elmo's fireIn ...
Then fled, O brethren, the wicked juba and wandered wandered farfrom curfew joys in the Dismal's night. Fool of St. Elmo's fireIn ...
Lord's lost Him His mockingbird, His fancy warbler; Satan sweet-talked her, four bullets hushed her. Who would have thought she'd end that way?Four bullets hushed ...
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