In War Time, and Other PoemsTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 152 pages |
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... singing of his sins forgiven , And , wondering , sees His prison opening to their golden keys , He rose , a man who laid him down a slave , Shook from his locks the ashes of the grave , And outward trod Into the glorious liberty of God ...
... singing of his sins forgiven , And , wondering , sees His prison opening to their golden keys , He rose , a man who laid him down a slave , Shook from his locks the ashes of the grave , And outward trod Into the glorious liberty of God ...
Page 51
... the land - locked tide , Our negroes row and sing . For dear the bondman holds his gifts Of music and of song : The gold that kindly Nature sifts Among his sands of wrong ; The power to make his toiling days And poor home AT PORT ROYAL.
... the land - locked tide , Our negroes row and sing . For dear the bondman holds his gifts Of music and of song : The gold that kindly Nature sifts Among his sands of wrong ; The power to make his toiling days And poor home AT PORT ROYAL.
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... sing , De eagle when he scream . De yam will grow , de cotton blow , We'll hab de rice an ' corn : O nebber you fear , if nebber you hear De driver blow his horn ! We know de promise nebber fail , An ' nebber lie de word ; So , like de ...
... sing , De eagle when he scream . De yam will grow , de cotton blow , We'll hab de rice an ' corn : O nebber you fear , if nebber you hear De driver blow his horn ! We know de promise nebber fail , An ' nebber lie de word ; So , like de ...
Page 56
... sing our dusky gondoliers ; And with a secret pain , And smiles that seem akin to tears , We hear the wild refrain . We dare not share the negro's trust , Nor yet his hope deny ; We only know that God is just , And every wrong shall die ...
... sing our dusky gondoliers ; And with a secret pain , And smiles that seem akin to tears , We hear the wild refrain . We dare not share the negro's trust , Nor yet his hope deny ; We only know that God is just , And every wrong shall die ...
Page 57
... march to Fate abreast . Sing on , poor hearts ! your chant shall be Our sign of blight or bloom , - The Vala - song of Liberty , Or death - rune of our doom ! - BARBARA FRIETCHIE . P from the meadows rich with corn AT PORT ROYAL . 57.
... march to Fate abreast . Sing on , poor hearts ! your chant shall be Our sign of blight or bloom , - The Vala - song of Liberty , Or death - rune of our doom ! - BARBARA FRIETCHIE . P from the meadows rich with corn AT PORT ROYAL . 57.
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