Harlem shadows

If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursèd lot. If we must d...

INTRODUCTION _ix_ AUTHOR’S WORD _xix_ THE EASTER FLOWER _3_ TO ONE COMING NORTH _4_ AMERICA _6_ ALFONSO, DRESSING TO WAIT AT TABLE _7_ THE TROPICS IN NEW YORK _8_ FLAME HEART _9...

For one brief golden moment rare like wine, The gracious city swept across the line; Oblivious of the color of my skin, Forgetting that I was an alien guest, She bent to me, my...

I do not fear to face the fact and say, How darkly-dull my living hours have grown, My wounded heart sinks heavier than stone, Because I loved you longer than a day! I do not sh...