CHAPTER VIII
MISCELLANEOUS POEMS
_I. Eulogistic_
Altogether admirable is the disposition of Negro verse-writers to eulogize the notable personages of their race, the men and women who have blazed the trail of advance. The mention of Attucks, Black Sampson, Sojourner Truth, Harriet Tubman, and others like these, all practically unknown to white readers, is frequent, and reverential odes and sonnets to Douglass, Toussaint L’Ouverture, Washington, Dunbar, are many and enthusiastic. Here as elsewhere, however, I refrain from giving mere titles and from comments on productions merely cited. The reader will find such poems as I allude to in every poet’s volume. I refer to this body of eulogistic verse only to suggest to the reader who takes up the writings of the American Negroes that he will learn that they have a heritage of heroic traditions from which poetry springs in every race.
Instead of giving here such specimens of poetic eulogy as I have alluded to, however, I shall give a few poems of a more general significance, poems of appeal or tribute to the entire black race or poems of affectionate tribute to individuals. A free-verse poem entitled “The Negro,” by Mr. Langston Hughes, on page 200, may be recalled. Here is a sonnet with the same title, by Mr. McKay, which appeared in _The People’s Pilot_, published in Richmond, Va.:
THE NEGRO
Think ye I am not fiend and savage too? Think ye I could not arm me with a gun And shoot down ten of you for every one Of my black brothers murdered, burnt by you? Be not deceived, for every deed ye do I could match--outmatch: am I not Afric’s son, Black of that black land where black deeds are done? But the Almighty from the darkness drew My soul and said: Even thou shalt be a light Awhile to burn on the benighted earth; Thy dusky face I set among the white For thee to prove thyself of highest worth; Before the world is swallowed up in night, To show thy little lamp; go forth, go forth!
From another Virginia magazine, also now defunct, _The Praiseworthy Muse_, of Norfolk, I take the following poem, signed by John J. Fenner, Jr.:
RISE! YOUNG NEGRO--RISE!
Ho! we from slumber wake! Rise! young Negro--rise! Begin our daily task anew-- Thank God we’re spared to-- Rise! young Negro--rise!
Thy task may be an humble one. Rise! young Negro--rise! However great, however small, Honesty and respect for all-- Rise! young Negro--rise!
Each has a race to run. Rise! young Negro--rise! Enter now while we’re young, Though weak and just begun. Rise! young Negro--rise!
Our banner flown will some day read: Rise! young Negro--rise! Victory’s ours! We’ve won the race. Then let us live in God by grace. Rise! young Negro--rise!
In spirit and in form both these productions seem to be quite noteworthy. The first has in it something darkly and terribly ominous, while the second has all the fervor of religion in its youth. The class of poems to follow will afford a contrast. They will bear witness to that pride of race, perhaps, which we of the white race have commended to the colored people:
DAYBREAK
Awake! Arise! Men of my race-- I see our morning star, And feel the dawn breeze on my face Creep inward from afar.
I feel the dawn, with soft-like tread, Steal through our lingering night, Aglow with flame our sky to spread In floods of morning light.
Arise, my men! Be wide-awake To hear the bugle call For Negroes everywhere to break The bands that bind us all.
Great Lincoln, now with glory graced, All Godlike with the pen, Our chattel fetters broke and placed Us in the ranks of men.
But even he could not awake The dead, nor make alive, Nor change stern Nature’s laws, which make The fittest to survive.
Let every man his soul inure In noblest sacrifice, And with a heart of oak endure Ignoble, arrant prejudice.
Endurance, love, will yet prevail Against all laws of hate; Such armaments can never fail Our race its best estate.
Let none make common cause with sin, Be that in honor bound, For they who fight with God must win On every battleground.
Though wrongs there are, and wrongs have been, And wrongs we still must face, We have more friends than foes within The Anglo-Saxon race.
In spite of all the Babel cries Of those who rage and shout, God’s silent forces daily rise To bring his will about. _George Marion McClellan._
THE NEGRO WOMAN
Were it mine to select a woman As queen of the hall of fame; One who has fought the gamest fight And climbed from the depths of shame; I would have to give the sceptre To the lowliest of them all; She, who has struggled through the years, With her back against the wall.
Wronged by the men of an alien race, Deserted by those of her own; With a prayer in her heart, a song on her lips She has carried the fight alone. In spite of the snares all around her; Her marvelous pluck has prevailed And kept her home together-- When even her men have failed.
What of her sweet, simple nature? What of her natural grace? Her richness and fullness of color, That adds to the charm of her face? Is there a woman more shapely? More vigorous, loving and true? Yea, wonderful Negro woman The honor I’d give to you. _Andrea Razafkeriefo._
THE NEGRO CHILD
My little one of ebon hue, My little one with fluffy hair, The wide, wide world is calling you To think and do and dare.
The lessons of stern yesterdays That stir your blood and poise your brain Are etching out the simple ways By which you must attain.
An echo here, a memory there, An act that links itself with truth; A vision that makes troubles air And toils the joy of youth.
These be your food, your drink, your rest, These be your moods of drudgeful ease, For these be nature’s spur and test And heaven’s fair decrees.
My little one of ebon hue, My little one with fluffy hair, Go train your head and hands to do, Your head and heart to dare. _Joseph S. Cotter, Sr._
THE MOTHER
The mother soothes her mantled child With plaintive melody, and wild; A deep compassion brims her eye And stills upon her lips the sigh.
Her thoughts are leaping down the years, O’er branding bars, through seething tears: Her heart is sandaling his feet Adown the world’s corroding street.
Then, with a start, she dons a smile, His tender yearnings to beguile; And only God will ever know The wordless measure of her woe. _Georgia Douglas Johnson._
The foregoing poems are generic in character, the following, specific. And yet there is much in these also that is typical and universal:
TO A NEGRO MOTHER
I hear you croon a little lullaby, I see you press his little lips to yours, Again old scenes come to my memory, As if Love’s stream had gained the long lost shores; As if the tidal wave of human good Had thrown o’er me the mantle of control; As if the beauty of true motherhood Had gained the premise of my common soul.
The poet’s heart is yet within your breast, The captain’s sword unconsciously you wield; You know the sculptor’s masterpiece the best, Thro’ you the master painter is revealed. In you there dwells the Race’s latent power-- The power to make, the power to break apart; The power to lift, the power again to lower That burnished shield that guards the Race’s heart.
And am I speaking as in hapless rhymes Of things at least that may not come to pass? Or is it not the spirit of the times All things that savour power to amass? Canst thou not see within thine own pure soul That which thy Race and all the world awaits, The master-leader who will reach the goal And hew with sword of flame the city gates?
O Negro mother, from the dust arise, Take up your task with grace and fortitude, Knowing the goal is not the azure skies, But here, and now, for thine own Race’s good. Create anew the captains of the past; Build in your soul the Ethiopian power, That when the mighty quest is gained at last, O Negro mother, fame shall be your dower. _Ben E. Burrell._
TO MY GRANDMOTHER
You ’mind me of the winter’s eve When low the sinking sun Casts soft bright rays upon the snow And day, now almost done, In silence deep prepares to leave, And calmly waits the signal “Go.”
Your eyes are faded vestal lights That once the hearth illumed, Where vestal virgins vigil kept, And budding virtue bloomed: Like stars that beam on summer nights, Your eyes, by joy and sorrow swept.
Asleep, one night, an angel kissed Your hair and on the morn The raven threads were silv’ry gray; The angel fair had borne Your youth away ere it you missed And left old age to bless your way.
Smile on, for when you smile, it seems I cannot do a wrong; Your smiles go with me all the while And make life one sweet song; And oft at night my troubled dream Grows gay at thoughts of your bright smile.
Dark Africa with Caucasian blood To tinge your veins combined, Your proud head bowed to slavery’s thrall, Your hands to toil consigned. The Lord of hosts becalmed the flood, The God Omnipotent o’er all.
Your ears have heard the din of war, The martial tramp of feet, Your voice has risen to your God In supplications sweet. May angels kiss each furrowed scar Upon your brow where care has trod.
God bless the hands all withered now By age and weary care. God rest the feet that sought the way To freedom bright and fair. God bless thy life and e’er endow Thee with new strength each new-born day. _Mae Smith Johnson._
EBON MAID AND GIRL OF MINE
The sweetest charm of all the earth Came into being with her birth. All that without her we would lack She is in purity and black.
The pansy and the violet, The dark of all the flowers met And gave their wealth of color in The sable beauty of her skin.
Glad winds of evening are her face, Gentle with love and rich in grace; The blazing splendors of her eyes Are jewels from the midnight skies.
Her hair--the darkness caught and curled, The ancient wonder of the world-- Seems, in its strange, uncertain length, A constant crown of queenly strength.
Her smile, it is the rising moon, The waking of a night in June; Her teeth are tips of white, they gleam Like starlight in a happy dream.
Her laughter is a Christmas bell Of “peace on earth and all is well!” Her voice--it is the dearest part Of all the glory in her heart.
The height of joy, the deep of tears, The surging passion of the years, The mystery and dark of things, We feel their meanings when she sings.
Her thoughts are pure and every one But makes her good to look upon. Daughter of God! you are divine, O, Ebon Maid and Girl of Mine! _Lucian B. Watkins._
I will conclude this section with a very well rhymed tribute to two Negro bards between whom there was a friendship and a correspondence similar to that which existed between Burns and Lapraik. The writer, James Edgar French, was a native of Kentucky, studied for the ministry, and died early:
DUNBAR AND COTTER
Dunbar and Cotter! foster-brothers, ye, Nurst at the breast of heav’nly minstrelsy! The first two Negroes who have dared to climb Parnassus’ mount, and carve your names in rhyme; Who, over icy walls of prejudice, Where twice ten thousand gorgon monsters hiss, Did scale the peak and make the steep ascent; For which great feat ye had small precedent. There were who said: “The Negro is not fit To write good prose, much less to rhyme with wit”; That nothing ever Negroes could inspire With Spenser’s fancy or with Shakespere’s fire: With Dryden’s vigor, with the ease of Pope, To weave the iambic pentametric rope, But ye, immortal sons of Afric, ye Have proved these charges gross absurdity; That old Dame Nature’s no respecter in Regard to person or the hue of skin. Omnific God, at whose fiatic hand Did primogenial light deluge the land; Whose word supreme did out of chaos draw A world, and order made its guiding law, Bequeath’d like talents to the black and white; To read form’d some and others made to write; To govern these, and those to governed be, And you, great twain, endued with poesy! _James Edgar French._
_II. Commemorative and Occasional_
From this body of Negro verse which I have been describing and giving specimens of may be selected pieces commemorative of days and seasons that are quite up to the standard of similar pieces provided for white children in their school-readers. These selections will further illustrate the variety of themes and emotional responses in this body of contemporary verse.
The first selection hardly needs any allowance to be made for it, I think, on the score that it was written by a girl only sixteen years of age:
CHRISTMAS CHEER
’Tis Christmas time! ’Tis Christmas time! Dear hallowed name of every clime! How each one’s heart now happy feels, How each one’s face fresh joy reveals As Christmas Day is drawing near The merriest day of all the year!
Old spite and hate, the scowl, the sneer Are vanquished, all, by kindly cheer, And friendships nigh forgot and cold Glow warm again as once of old. Man’s worries cease, his hope returns, His breast with love now brighter burns; So, Christmas cheer! Oh, Christmas cheer! A hearty welcome to you here.
A welcome through the world where trod The source of joy, the Son of God, The Lowly One who from above First warmed cold earth with gladsome love: Who still proclaims with golden voice, “Peace on earth! Rejoice! Rejoice!” _Corinne E. Lewis._
If the reader is disposed to make comparisons he might recall, without very great detriment to the following poem, Tennyson’s famous stanzas on the same theme. It is in the effective manner of the poems already given from its author:
GOODBYE OLD YEAR
Goodbye, Old Year. Here comes New. You’ve done wonders; now you’re through; Adding wisdom to the ages, Making history’s best pages; Rest and slumber with the sages. Good-bye, Old Year. Welcome, New.
Goodbye, Old Year. Welcome, New. Off with false hopes; on with true. Nations raise a mighty chorus, Rich intoning, grand, sonorous, Blithe and gladsome, sad, dolorous; Goodbye, Old Year. Welcome, New. Off with false hopes. On with true.
Goodbye, Old Year. Hail the New. Goodbye, hatreds. Wrongs, adieu. Down Life’s lane, with high or lowly, Weak, or strong, sin-cursed, or holy, Time is reaping--trudging slowly. Goodbye, Old Year. Hail the New. Goodbye, hatreds. Wrongs, adieu.
Goodbye, Old Year. Come in, New. Stout hearts look for light to you. Rising hopes new scenes are staging; Brotherhood our thoughts engaging. Dreams of Peace hide battle raging. Goodbye, Old Year. Come in, New. Stout hearts fondly look to you. _Joshua Henry Jones, Jr._
The remainder of the series will be given without comment:
THE MONTHS
January
To herald in another year, With rhythmic note the snowflakes fall Silently from their crystal courts, To answer Winter’s call. Wake, mortal! Time is winged anew! Call Love and Hope and Faith to fill The chambers of thy soul to-day; Life hath its blessings still!
February
The icicles upon the pane Are busy architects; they leave What temples and what chiseled forms Of leaf and flower! Then believe That though the woods be brown and bare, And sunbeams peep through cloudy veils, Though tempests howl through leaden skies, The springtime never fails!
March
Robin! Robin! call the Springtime! March is halting on his way; Hear the gusts. What! snowflakes falling! Look not for the grass to-day. Ay, the wind will frisk and play, And we cannot say it nay.
April
She trips across the meadows, The weird, capricious elf! The buds unfold their perfumed cups For love of her sweet self; And silver-throated birds begin to tune their lyres, While wind-harps lend their strains to Nature’s magic choirs.
May
Sweet, winsome May, coy, pensive, fay, Comes garlanded with lily-bells, And apple blooms shed incense through the bow’r, To be her dow’r; While through the leafy dells A wondrous concert swells To welcome May, the dainty fay.
June
Roses, roses, roses, Creamy, fragrant, dewy! See the rainbow shower! Was there e’er so sweet a flower? I’m the rose-nymph, June they call me. Sunset’s blush is not more fair Than the gift of bloom so rare, Mortal, that I bring to thee!
July
Sunshine and shadow play amid the trees In bosky groves, while from the vivid sky The sun’s gold arrows fleck the fields at noon, Where weary cattle to their slumber hie. How sweet the music of the purling rill, Trickling adown the grassy hill! While dreamy fancies come to give repose When the first star of evening glows.
August
Haste to the mighty ocean, List to the lapsing waves; With what a strange commotion They seek their coral caves. From heat and turmoil let us oft return, The ocean’s solemn majesty to learn.
September
With what a gentle sound The autumn leaves drop to the ground; The many-colored dyes, They greet our watching eyes. Rosy and russet, how they fall! Throwing o’er earth a leafy pall.
October
The mellow moon hangs golden in the sky, The vintage song is over, far and nigh A richer beauty Nature weareth now, And silently, in reverence we bow Before the forest altars, off’ring praise To Him who sweetness gives to all our days.
November
The leaves are sere, The woods are drear, The breeze, that erst so merrily did play, Naught giveth save a melancholy lay; Yet life’s great lessons do not fail E’en in November’s gale.
December
List! List! the sleigh bells peal across the snow; The frost’s sharp arrows touch the earth and lo! How diamond-bright the stars do scintillate When Night hath lit her lamps to Heaven’s gate. To the dim forest’s cloistered arches go, And seek the holly and the mistletoe; For soon the bells of Christmas-tide will ring To hail the Heavenly King! _H. Cordelia Ray._
WHILE APRIL BREEZES BLOW
(A Song for Arbor Day.)
Come, let us plant a tree today-- Forsake your book, forsake your play, Bring out the spade and hie away While April breezes blow.
Your life is young, and it should be As full of vigor as this tree, As fair, as upright and as free, While April breezes blow.
Come, let us plant a tree to stand Both fair and useful in the land, Supremely tall and nobly grand A strong and trusty oak.
Dig deep and let the long roots hold A firm embrace within the mold: And may your life in truth unfold A strong and trusty oak.
Come, let us plant a supple ash, A tree to bend when others crash, And stand when vivid lightnings flash, And clouds pour down the rain:
So while we plant we’ll learn to bend And hold our ground, tho’ storms descend Throughout our life, and lightnings rend, And clouds pour down the rain.
Then let us plant these trees between A graceful spruce in living green, That e’en in winter days is seen Like changeless springtime still:
And so may you as years go by, And winter comes and snowflakes fly, Be yet in heart, and mind and eye, Like changeless springtime still.
Bring out the spade and hie away, And let us plant a tree today While skies are bright and hearts are gay, And April breezes blow.
In other days ’neath April skies, Around this tree may joyful cries And happy children’s songs arise, While April breezes blow. _D. T. Williamson._
A NATION’S GREATNESS
What makes a nation truly great? Not strength of arms, nor men of state, Nor vast domains, by conquest won, That knew not rise nor set of sun; Nor sophist’s schools, nor learned clan, Nor laws that bind the will of man,-- For these have proved, in ages past, But futile dreams that could not last; And they that boast of such today, Are fallen, vanquished in the fray, Their glory mingled with the dust, Their archives stained with crime and lust; And all that breathed of pomp and pride, Like the untimely fig, has died. One thing, alone, restrains, exalts A nation and corrects its faults; One thing, alone, its life can crown And give its destiny renown. That nation, then, is truly great, That lives by love, and not by hate; That bends beneath the chastening rod, That owns the truth, and looks to God! _Edwin Garnett Riley._
THANKSGIVING
My heart gives thanks for many things-- For strength to labor day by day, For sleep that comes when darkness wings With evening up the eastern way. I give deep thanks that I’m at peace With kith and kin and neighbors, too; Dear Lord, for all last year’s increase, That helped me strive and hope and do.
My heart gives thanks for many things; I know not how to name them all. My soul is free from frets and stings, My mind from creed and doctrine’s thrall. For sun and stars, for flowers and streams, For work and hope and rest and play, For empty moments given to dreams-- For these my heart gives thanks today. _William Stanley Braithwaite._
I will conclude this anthology with a selection from our Madagascar poet, Andrea Razafkeriefo, which, in a happy strain, conveys a very good philosophy of life--which is especially the Afro-American’s:
RAINY DAYS
On rainy days I don’t despair, But slip into my rocking chair; With my old pipe and volume rare And wade in fiction deep. The pitter-patter of the rain Upon the roof and window pane Comes like a lullaby’s refrain, Till soon I’m fast asleep.
I’m grateful for the rainy days: ’Tis only then my fancy plays, And mem’ry wanders back and strays O’er paths I loved so dear. The lightning’s flash, the thunder’s peal Convinces me that God is real; And it’s a wondrous thing to feel That he is really near.
Of the manifold and immense significance of poetry as a form of spiritual expression the Negro American has lately become profoundly aware, as this presentation must amply reveal. Not only the industrial arts are the objects of his ambition, according to the far-looking doctrine of Tuskegee, but as well those arts which are born of and express the spiritual traits of mankind, the fine arts--music, painting, sculpture, dramatics, and poetry. In them all the Negro is winning distinction. In consequence it would seem that there must dawn upon us, shaped by the poems of this collection, a new vision of the Negro and a new appreciation of his spiritual qualities, his human character. A profounder human sympathy with a greatly hampered, handicapped, and humiliated people must also ensue from such considerations as these poems will induce. One of the poets here represented cries out, as if from a calvary, “We come slow-struggling up the hills of Hell.” Another, in milder but not less appealing tone, cries: “We climb the slopes of life with throbbing hearts.”
This appeal, expressed or implicit throughout the entire range of present-day Negro verse, an appeal sometimes angrily, sometimes plaintively uttered, an appeal to mankind for fundamental justice and for human fellowship on the broad basis of kinship of spirit, may fittingly be the final note of this anthology:
_We climb the slopes of life with throbbing hearts._
INDEX OF AUTHORS INDEX OF AUTHORS, WITH BIOGRAPHICAL AND BIBLIOGRAPHICAL NOTES
ALLEN, J. MORD.--Born, Montgomery, Ala., March 26, 1875. Schooling ceased in the middle of high-school. Since seventeen years of age a boiler-maker. Home, St. Louis, Mo. Authorship: _Rhymes, Tales and Rhymed Tales_, Crane and Company, Topeka, Kas., 1906. 48-50, 223-226.
ALLEN, WINSTON.--230.
BAILEY, WILLIAM EDGAR.--Born, Salisbury, Mo. Educated in the Salisbury public schools. Authorship: _The Firstling_, 1914. 65-67, 213-214.
BELL, JAMES MADISON.--Born, Gallipolis, Ohio, 1826. Educated in night schools after reaching manhood. Prominent anti-slavery orator, friend of John Browne. _Poetical Works_, with biography by Bishop B. W. Arnett, 1901. 32-37.
BRAITHWAITE, WILLIAM STANLEY.--Born, Boston, Mass., 1878. Mainly self-educated. His three books of original verse are: _Lyrics of Life and Love_, 1904; _The House of Falling Leaves_, 1908; _Sandy Star and Willie Gee_, 1922. In _Who’s Who_. 105-109, 263.
BURRELL, BENJAMIN EBENEZER.--Born, Manchester Mountains, Jamaica, 1892. Descended from Mandingo kings on his father’s side, and on his mother’s from Cromantees and Scotch. Contributor to _The Crusader_ and other magazines. 249-250.
CARMICHAEL, WAVERLEY TURNER.--Born, Snow Hill, Ala. Educated in the Snow Hill Institute and Harvard Summer School. Authorship: _From the Heart of a Folk_, The Cornhill Company, Boston, 1918. 53, 219-220.
CLIFFORD, CARRIE W.--Born, Chillicothe, Ohio. Educated at Columbus, O. Has done much editorial and club work. Authorship: _The Widening Light_, Walter Reid Co., Boston, 1922. 240.
CONNER, CHARLES H.--Born, Grafton, N. Y., 1864. Father, a slave who found freedom by way of the underground railway. Mainly self-educated. Worker in the ship-yards, Philadelphia. Authorship: _The Enchanted Valley_, published by himself, 1016 S. Cleveland Ave., Philadelphia, 1917; contributor to magazines. 209-213.
CORBETT, MAURICE NATHANIEL.--Born, Yanceyville, N. C., 1859. Educated in the common schools and Shaw University. Served in North Carolina Legislature. Delegate to numerous political conventions. Clerk in Census Bureau, then in the Government Printing Office, Washington, D. C., until stricken with paralysis in 1919. Authorship: _The Harp of Ethiopia_, Nashville, 1914. This is an epic poem of about 7,500 rhymed lines, narrating the entire history of the Negro in America. It is a noteworthy undertaking.
CORROTHERS, JAMES DAVID.--Born, Michigan, 1869. Educated at Northwestern University, Evanston, Ill., and at Bennett College, Greensboro, N. C., Minister of the Zion Methodist Episcopal Church. Died, 1919. Books: _Selected Poems_, 1907; _The Dream and the Song_, 1914. 37, 85-89.
COTTER, JOSEPH SEAMON, JR.--Born, Louisville, Ky., 1895. Died, 1919. Books: _The Band of Gideon_, Cornhill Company, 1918; another volume of poems now in press. 67-68, 70, 80-84.
COTTER, JOSEPH SEAMON, SR.--Born, Bardstown, Ky., 1861. Educated in Louisville night school (10 months). Now school principal in Louisville, member of many societies, author of several books: _A Rhyming_, 1895; _Links of Friendship_, 1898; _Caleb, the Degenerate_, 1903; _A White Song and a Black One_, 1909; _Negro Tales_, 1912. In _Who’s Who_. 52, 70-80, 220-221, 248-249.
DANDRIDGE, RAYMOND GARFIELD.--Born, Cincinnati, Ohio, 1882. Educated in Cincinnati grammar and high schools. First devoted to drawing and painting until paralytic stroke, 1911. Authorship: _The Poet and Other Poems_, Cincinnati, 1920. 54, 169-173, 221-223.
DETT, R. NATHANIEL.--Born of Virginia parents at Drummondsville, Ontario, Canada, October 11, 1882; studied in various colleges and conservatories in Canada and the United States. Director of music at Lane College, Mississippi, Lincoln Institute, Missouri, and at Hampton Institute, Virginia, his present position. 214-217.
DUBOIS, W. E. BURGHARDT.--Born, Great Barrington, Mass., 1868. Education: Fisk University, A. B.; Harvard, A. B., A. M., and Ph. D.; Berlin. Professor of economics and history in Atlanta University, 1896-1910. Now editor of _The Crisis_, New York, Books: _The Souls of Black Folk_, 1903; _Darkwater_, 1919, and numerous others. In _Who’s Who_. 201-205.
DUNBAR, PAUL LAURENCE.--1872-1906. 37, 38-48.
DUNBAR-NELSON, ALICE RUTH MOORE (née).--Born, New Orleans, 1875. Education: in New Orleans public schools and Straight University, and later in several northern universities. Taught in New Orleans, Washington, and Brooklyn, and other cities. Married Paul Laurence Dunbar, 1898. At present Managing Editor of Philadelphia and Wilmington _Advocate_. Books: _Violets and Other Tales_, New Orleans, 1894; _The Goodness of St. Rocque_, Dodd, Mead & Co., 1899; _Masterpieces of Negro Eloquence_, 1913; _The Dunbar Speaker and Entertainer_, 1920. Contributor to numerous magazines. 144-148.
DUNGEE, ROSCOE RILEY.--58.
ESTE, CHARLES H.--57.
FAUSET, MISS JESSIE.--Born, Philadelphia. Education: A. B., Cornell, Phi Beta Kappa; A. M., University of Pennsylvania; student of the Guilde Internationale, Paris. Interpreter of the Second Pan-African Congress. Literary Editor of _The Crisis_. 160-162.
FENNER, JOHN J., JR.--245.
FISHER, LELAND MILTON.--Born, Humboldt, Tenn., 1875. Died, under thirty years of age, at Evansville, Ind., where he edited a newspaper. Left behind an unpublished volume of poems. 189-190.
FLEMING, MRS. SARAH LEE BROWN.--_Clouds and Sunshine_, The Cornhill Company, Boston, 1920.
FRENCH, JAMES EDGAR.--Born in Kentucky, studied for the ministry, died young. 253-254.
GRIMKÉ, MISS ANGELINA WELD.--Born, Boston, Mass., 1880. Educated in various schools of several states, including the Girls’ Latin School of Boston and the Boston Normal School of Gymnastics. Now teacher of English in the Dunbar High School, Washington, D. C. Authorship: _Rachel_, a prose drama, Cornhill Co., Boston, 1921; poems and short stories uncollected. 152-156.
GRIMKÉ, MRS. CHARLOTTE FORTEN.--Born, Philadelphia, 1837 (née Forten). Educated in the Normal School at Salem, Mass. She was a contributor to various magazines, including _The Atlantic Monthly_ and _The New England Magazine_. Poems uncollected. 155-156.
HAMMON, JUPITER.--Born, c. 1720. “The first member of the Negro race to write and publish poetry in this country.” Extant poems: _An Evening Thought_, 1760; _An Address to Miss Phillis Wheatley_, 1778; _A Poem for Children with Thoughts on Death_, 1782; _The Kind Master and the Dutiful Servant_ (date unknown.) These are included in Oscar Wegelin’s _Jupiter Hammon, American Negro Poet_, New York, 1915. 20-21, 23.
HAMMOND, MRS. J. W.--Home, Omaha, Neb. Occupation: Trained nurse. 142-144.
HARPER, MRS. FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS (née).--Born, Baltimore, Md., of free parents, 1825. Died, Philadelphia, 1911. Educated in a school in Baltimore for free colored children, and by her uncle, William Watkins. Married Fenton Harper, 1860. From about 1851 devoted herself to the cause of freedom for the slaves. Authorship: _Poems on Miscellaneous Subjects_, Philadelphia, 1857; _Poems_, Philadelphia, 1900. 26-32.
HARRIS, LEON R.--Born, Cambridge, Ohio, 1886. First years spent in an orphanage, where he got the rudiments of education. Then was farmed out in Kentucky. Running off, he made his way to Berea College and later to Tuskegee, getting two or three terms at each. Now editor of the Richmond (Indiana) Blade. Authorship: numerous short stories in magazines; _The Steel Makers and Other War Poems_ (pamphlet), 1918. 63-64, 180-184.
HAWKINS, WALTER EVERETTE.--Born, Warrenton, N. C., 1886. Educated in public schools. Since 1913 in the city post-office of Washington D. C. Authorship: _Chords and Discords_, Richard G. Badger, Boston, 1920. 62, 119, 126, 234-235, 240.
HILL, LESLIE PINCKNEY.--Born, Lynchburg, Va., 1880. B. A. and M. A. of Harvard. Teacher at Tuskegee; formerly principal of Manassas (Va.) Industrial School; now principal of Cheyney (Pa.) State Normal School. Authorship: _The Wings of Oppression_, The Stratford Company, Boston, 1921. 52, 131-138.
HORTON, GEORGE M.--Born, North Carolina. Authorship: _Poems by a Slave_, 1829. _Poetical Works_, 1845. Several volumes from 1829 to 1865. 25.
HUGHES, JAMES C.--187-189.
HUGHES, LANGSTON.--Born, Joplin, Mo., February 1, 1902. Ancestry, Negro and Indian; grand-nephew of Congressman John M. Langston. Education: High School, Cleveland, O., one year at Columbia University; traveled in Mexico and Central America. Contributor to magazines. Home, Jones’s Point, N. Y. Contributor to _The Crisis_. 199-201.
JAMISON, ROSCOE C.--Born, Winchester, Tenn., 1886; died at Phœnix, Ariz., 1918. Educated at Fisk University. Authorship: _Negro Soldiers and Other Poems_, William F. McNeil, South St. Joseph, Mo., 1918. 191-195.
JESSYE, MISS EVA ALBERTA.--Born, Coffeyville, Kan., 1897. Educated in the public schools of several western states; graduated from Western University, 1914. Director of music in Morgan College, Baltimore, 1919. Now teacher of piano, Muskogee, Okla. 68-69, 139-142.
JOHNSON, ADOLPHUS.--_The Silver Chord_, Philadelphia, 1915. 104-105.
JOHNSON, CHARLES BERTRAM.--Born, Callao, Mo., 1880. Educated at Western College, Macon, Mo.; two summers at Lincoln Institute; correspondence courses, and a term in the University of Chicago. Educator and preacher. Authorship: _Wind Whisperings_ (a pamphlet), 1900; _The Mantle of Dunbar and Other Poems_ (a pamphlet), 1918; _Songs of My People_, 1918. Home, Moberly, Mo. 52, 63, 95-99.
JOHNSON, FENTON.--Born, Chicago, 1888. Educated in the public schools and University of Chicago. Authorship: _A Little Dreaming_, Chicago, 1914; _Visions of the Dusk_, New York, 1915. _Songs of the Soil_, New York, 1916. Editor of _The Favorite Magazine_, Chicago. 64-65, 99-103.
JOHNSON, MRS. GEORGIA DOUGLAS.--Born, Atlanta, Ga. Educated at Atlanta University, and in music at Oberlin. Home, Washington, D. C. Books: _The Heart of a Woman_, the Cornhill Co., Boston, 1918; _Bronze_, B. J. Brimmer Co., Boston, 1922. 61, 148-152, 232-233, 249.
JOHNSON, JAMES WELDON.--Born, Jacksonville, Fla., 1871. Educated at Atlanta and Columbia Universities. United States consul in Venezuela and Nicaragua. Author of numerous works. Original verse: _Fifty Years and Other Poems_, the Cornhill Company, Boston, 1917. In _Who’s Who_. 54, 90-95, 226-227, 235-236.
JOHNSON, MRS. MAE SMITH (née).--Born, Alexandria, Va., 1890. Now Secretary at the Good Samaritan Orphanage, Newark, N. J. Contributor of verse to papers and magazines. The grandmother of the poet escaped from slavery in Virginia. She lived to be ninety-two years old. 57, 251-252.
JONES, EDWARD SMYTHE.--Authorship: _The Sylvan Cabin and Other Verse_, Sherman, French & Co., Boston, 1911. 163-169.
JONES, JOSHUA HENRY, JR.--Born, Orangeburg, S. C., 1876. Educated Central High School, Columbus, O., Ohio State University, Yale, and Brown. Has served on the editorial staffs of the Providence _News_, The Worcester _Evening Post_, Boston _Daily Advertiser_ and Boston _Post_. At present he is on the staff of the Boston _Telegram_. Authorship: _The Heart of the World_, the Stratford Company, Boston, 1919; _Poems of the Four Seas_, the Cornhill Company, Boston, 1921. 113-119, 234, 256-257.
JONES, TILFORD.--231-232.
JORDAN, W. CLARENCE.--190-191.
JORDAN, WINIFRED VIRGINIA.--Contributor to _The Crisis_. 56.
LEE, MARY EFFIE.--Contributor to _The Crisis_. 56.
LEWIS, CORINNE E.--Student in the Dunbar High School, Washington, D. C. 255.
LEWIS, ETHYL.--60-61.
MCCLELLAN, GEORGE MARION.--Born, Belfast, Tenn., 1860. Educated at Fisk University, Nashville, Tenn., of which he became financial agent. Later, principal of the Paul Dunbar School, Louisville, Ky. Authorship: _The Path of Dreams_, John P. Morton, Louisville, Ky., 1916. 55, 173-179, 246-247.
MCKAY, CLAUDE.--Born, Jamaica, 1889. Has resided in the United States ten or eleven years. Till lately on the editorial staff of the _Liberator_. Books: _Constab Ballads_, London, 1912; _Spring in New Hampshire_, London, 1920. 126-131, 241-242, 244.
MARGETSON, GEORGE REGINALD.--Born, 1877, at St. Kitts, B. W. I. 109-111.
MEANS, STERLING M.--Authorship: _The Deserted Cabin and Other Poems_, A. B. Caldwell, publisher, Atlanta, 1915. 222-223.
MILLER, KELLY.--Born, Winsboro, S. C., 1863. Educated at Howard and Johns Hopkins Universities. Degrees: A. M. and LL. D. Professor and dean in Howard University. Books: _Race Adjustment_, 1904; _Out of the House of Bondage_, Neale Publishing Co., New York, 1914. In _Who’s Who_. 206-209.
MOORE, WILLIAM.--Contributor to _The Favorite Magazine_. 111-112.
RAY, H. CORDELIA.--Authorship: _Poems_, The Grafton Press, New York, 1910. 257-260.
RAZAFKERIEFO, ANDREA.--Born, Washington, D. C., 1895, of Afro-American mother and Madagascaran father. Educated only in public elementary school. Regular verse contributor to _The Crusader_ and _The Negro World_. 197-198, 247-248, 263-264.
REASON, CHARLES L.--Born in New York in 1818. Professor at New York Central College in New York and head of the Institute for Colored Youth in Philadelphia. Authorship: _Freedom_, New York, 1847. 23-24.
RILEY, EDWIN GARNETT.--Contributor to many newspapers and magazines. 262.
SEXTON, WILL.--Contributor to magazines. 197, 233-234.
SHACKELFORD, OTIS.--Educated at Lincoln Institute, Jefferson City, Mo. Authorship: _Seeking the Best_ (prose and verse). The verse part of this volume contains a poem of some 500 lines entitled “Bits of History in Verse, or A Dream of Freedom Realized,” modeled on _Hiawatha_.
SHACKELFORD, THEODORE HENRY.--Born, Windsor Canada, 1888. Grandparents were slaves in southern states. At twelve years of age had had only three terms of school. At twenty-one entered the Industrial Training School, Downington, Pa., and graduated four years later. Studied a while at the Philadelphia Art Museum. Authorship: _My Country and Other Poems_, Philadelphia, 1918. Died, Jamaica, N. Y., February 5, 1923. 228.
SPENCER, MRS. ANNE.--Born, Bramwell, W. Va., 1882. Educated at the Virginia Seminary, Lynchburg, Va. Contributor to _The Crisis_. 156-159.
UNDERHILL, IRVIN W.--Born, Port Clinton, Pa., May 1, 1868. In boyhood, with irregular schooling, assisted his father, who was captain of a canal boat. At the age of 37 suddenly lost his sight. Author of _Daddy’s Love and Other Poems_, Philadelphia. Home, Philadelphia. 184-187.
WATKINS, LUCIAN B.--Born, Chesterfield, Virginia, 1879. Educated in public schools of Chesterfield, and at the Virginia Normal and Industrial Institute, Petersburg. First teacher, then soldier. Books: _Voices of Solitude_, 1907, Donohue & Co., Chicago; _Whispering Winds_, in manuscript. Died, 1921. 59, 236-239, 252-253.
WATSON, ADELINE CARTER.--232.
WHEATLEY, PHILLIS.--Born in Africa, 1753. Brought as a slave to Boston, where she died in 1784. Many editions of her poems in her lifetime. _Poems and Letters_, New York, 1916. 23-24.
WIGGINS, LIDA KECK.--Authorship: _The Life and Works of Paul Laurence Dunbar_, J. L. Nichols & Company, Naperville, Ill. 41.
WHITMAN, ALBERY A.--Born in Kentucky in 1857. Began life as a Methodist minister. Authorship: _The Rape of Florida_, _Not a Man and Yet a Man_, and _Twasnita’s Seminoles_. 32, 35-36.
WILLIAMSON, D. T.--260-261.
WILSON, CHARLES P.--Born in Iowa of Kentucky parents, 1885. Printer and theatrical performer. 179-180.
INDEX OF TITLES
PAGE
Apology for Wayward Jim.--James C. Hughes, 188
Ask Me Why I Love You.--W. E. Hawkins, 125
A Song.--Roscoe C. Jamison, 193
As the Old Year Passed.--William Moore, 112
At the Closed Gate of Justice.--J. D. Corrothers, 88
At the Carnival.--Mrs. Anne Spencer, 158
At Niagara.--R. Nathaniel Dett, 216
At the Spring Dawn.--Miss Angelina W. Grimké, 154
Autumn Sadness.--W. S. Braithwaite, 108
Band of Gideon, The.--Joseph S. Cotter, Jr., 83
Black Mammy, The.--J. W. Johnson, 236
Black Violinist, The.--Winston Allen, 230
Bomb Thrower, The.--Will Sexton, 197
Boy and the Ideal, The.--Joseph S. Cotter, Sr., 74
Brothers.--J. H. Jones, Jr., 118
Castles in the Air.--Roscoe C. Jamison, 193
Christmas Cheer.--Miss Corinne E. Lewis, 255
Chicken in the Bread Tray.--_Folk Song_, 15
Compensation.--Joseph S. Cotter, Jr., 82
Counting Out.--J. Mord Allen, 48
Credo.--W. E. Hawkins, 119
Dawn.--Miss Angelina W. Grimké, 153
Daybreak.--G. M. McClellan, 246
Death of Justice, The.--W. E. Hawkins, 123
De Innah Part.--R. G. Dandridge, 221
Don’t-Care Negro, The.--Joseph S. Cotter, Sr., 220
Dream and the Song, The.--J. D. Corrothers, 85
Dreams of the Dreamer, The.--Mrs. Georgia Douglas Johnson, 148
Dunbar.--J. D. Corrothers, 37
Dunbar and Cotter.--J. E. French, 253
Easter Message, An.--Mrs. Carrie W. Clifford, 240
Ebon Maid.--L. B. Watkins, 252
Edict, The.--Roscoe C. Jamison, 194
El Beso.--Miss Angelina W. Grimké, 154
Ere Sleep Comes Down to Soothe the Weary Eyes.--Paul Laurence Dunbar, 41
Eternity.--R. G. Dandridge, 172
Expectancy.--William Moore, 112
Facts.--R. G. Dandridge, 172
Fattening Frogs for Snakes.--_Folk Song_, 117
Feet of Judas, The.--G. M. McClellan, 177
Flag of the Free.--E. W. Jones, 167
For You Sweetheart.--L. M. Fisher, 189
Foscati.--W. S. Braithwaite, 108
Goodbye, Old Year.--J. H. Jones, Jr., 256
Harlem Dancer, The.--Claude McKay, 128
Heart of the World, The.--J. H. Jones, Jr., 117
Hero of the Road.--W. E. Hawkins, 122
Hills of Sewanee, The.--G. M. McClellan, 176
Hopelessness.--Roscoe C. Jamison, 195
If We Must Die.--Claude McKay, 241
In Bondage.--Claude McKay, 129
In Memory of Katie Reynolds.--G. M. McClellan, 178
In Spite of Death.--W. E. Hawkins, 62
In the Heart of a Rose.--G. M. McClellan, 54
I Played on David’s Harp.--Fenton Johnson, 65
I See and Am Satisfied.--Kelly Miller, 207
I Sit and Sew.--Mrs. Alice Dunbar-Nelson, 145
It’s All Through Life.--W. T. Carmichael, 53
It’s a Long Way.--W. S. Braithwaite, 106
I’ve Loved and Lost.--L. B. Watkins, 237
Juba.--_Folk Song_, 16
Life.--Paul Laurence Dunbar, 43
Life of the Spirit, The.--Charles H. Conner, 210
Light of Victory.--George Reginald Margetson, 110
Lights at Carney’s Point, The.--Mrs. Alice Dunbar-Nelson, 146
Litany of Atlanta, A.--W. E. B. DuBois, 202
Loneliness.--Miss Winifred Virginia Jordan, 56
Lynching, The.--Claude McKay, 128
Mammy’s Baby Scared.--W. T. Carmichael, 219
Mater Dolorosa.--L. P. Hill, 134
Message to the Modern Pharaohs.--L. B. Watkins, 239
Months, The.--Miss H. Cordelia Ray, 257
Mother, The.--Mrs. Georgia Douglas Johnson, 249
My Lady’s Lips.--J. W. Johnson, 226
My People.--C. B. Johnson, 95
Mulatto’s Song, The.--Fenton Johnson, 101
Mulatto to His Critics, The.--Joseph S. Cotter, Jr., 67
Nation’s Greatness, A.--Edwin G. Riley, 262
Negro, The.--Langston Hughes, 200
Negro, The.--Claude McKay, 244
Negro Child, The.--Joseph S. Cotter, Sr., 248
Negro Church, The.--Andrea Razafkeriefo, 198
Negro Woman, The.--Andrea Razafkeriefo, 247
Negro Singer, The.--J. D. Corrothers, 89
New Day, The.--Fenton Johnson, 102
New Negro, The.--Will Sexton, 197
New Negro, The.--L. B. Watkins, 236
Octoroon, The.--Mrs. Georgia Douglas Johnson, 151
Ode to Ethiopia.--Paul Laurence Dunbar, 44
Oh, My Way and Thy Way.--Joseph S. Cotter, Sr., 81
Old Plantation Grave, The.--S. M. Means, 222
Ole Deserted Cabin, De.--S. M. Means, 223
Old Friends.--C. B. Johnson, 97
Old Jim Crow.--Anonymous, 231
Optimist, The.--Mrs. J. W. Hammond, 143
Oriflamme.--Miss Jessie Fauset, 162
O Southland.--J. W. Johnson, 92
Peace.--Mrs. Georgia Douglas Johnson, 61
Plaint of the Factory Child, The.--Fenton Johnson, 101
Poet, The.--R. G. Dandridge, 170
Prayer of the Race That God Made Black, A.--L. B. Watkins, 59
Psalm of the Uplift, The.--J. Mord Allen, 50
Puppet-Player, The.--Miss Angelina W. Grimké, 153
Rain Song, A.--C. B. Johnson, 99
Rainy Days.--Andrea Razafkeriefo, 263
Rain Music.--Joseph S. Cotter, Jr., 81
Rise! Young Negro--Rise!--John J. Fenner, Jr., 245
Sandy Star.--W. S. Braithwaite, 106
Self-Determination.--L. P. Hill, 137
She Hugged Me.--_Folk Song_, 17
Singer, The.--Miss Eva A. Jessye, 69
Slump, The.--W. E. Bailey, 65
Smothered Fires.--Mrs. Georgia Douglas Johnson, 150
Somebody’s Child.--Charles P. Wilson, 179
So Much.--C. B. Johnson, 98
Soul and Star.--C. B. Johnson, 96
Southern Love Song, A.--J. H. Jones, Jr., 115
Spring in New Hampshire.--Claude McKay, 127
Spring with the Teacher.--Miss Eva A. Jessye, 139
Steel Makers, The.--Leon R. Harris, 182
Sunset.--Miss Mary Effie Lee, 56
Thanking God.--W. S. Braithwaite, 109
Thanksgiving.--W. S. Braithwaite, 262
The Flowers Take the Tears.--Joseph S. Cotter, Sr., 76
The Glory of the Day Was in Her Face.--J. W. Johnson, 226
These Are My People.--Fenton Johnson, 100
Threshing Floor, The.--Joseph S. Cotter, Sr., 75
Time to Die.--R. G. Dandridge, 171
To----.--R. G. Dandridge, 171
To a Negro Mother.--Ben E. Burrell, 249
To America.--J. W. Johnson, 53
To a Caged Canary....--L. P. Hill, 136
To a Nobly-Gifted Singer.--L. P. Hill, 137
To a Rosebud.--Miss Eva A. Jessye, 141
To a Wild Rose.--W. E. Bailey, 213
To Hollyhocks.--G. M. McClellan, 176
To My Grandmother.--Mrs. Mae Smith Johnson, 251
To My Lost Child.--Will Sexton, 233
To My Neighbor Boy.--Mrs. J. W. Hammond, 143
To My Son.--Mrs. Georgia Douglas Johnson, 232
To Keep the Memory of Charlotte Forten Grimké.--Miss Angelina W. Grimké, 155
To Our Boys.--Irvin W. Underhill, 185
Truth.--Mrs. Frances E. W. Harper, 28
Turn Out the Light.--J. H. Jones, Jr., 114
Vashti.--Mrs. Frances E. W. Harper, 30
Victim of Microbes, A.--J. Mord Allen, 224
Violets.--Mrs. Alice Dunbar-Nelson, 55
Want of You, The.--Miss Angelina W. Grimké, 154
We Wear the Mask.--Paul Laurence Dunbar, 47
What Is the Negro Doing?--W. Clarence Jordan, 190
What Need Have I for Memory?--Mrs. Georgia Douglas Johnson, 149
While April Breezes Blow.--D. T. Williamson, 260
Winter Twilight, A.--Miss Angelina W. Grimké, 153
With the Lark.--Paul Laurence Dunbar, 46
Young Warrior, The.--J. W. Johnson, 94
Zalka Peetruza.--R. G. Dandridge, 180
FOOTNOTES:
[1] Happily a great number of these, about three hundred and fifty, accompanied by an essay setting forth their nature, origin, and elements, are now made accessible in _Negro Folk Rhymes_, by Thomas W. Talley, of Fisk University; the Macmillan Company, publishers, 1922.
[2] We are enabled to give the following poems by the kind permission of Dodd, Mead and Company, the publishers of Dunbar’s works.
[3] _The Dunbar Speaker and Entertainer_, containing the best prose and poetic selections by and about the Negro Race, with programs arranged for special entertainments. Edited by Alice Moore Dunbar-Nelson. J. L. Nichols & Co., Naperville, Ill.
[4] _Bronze_ has now been published. See Index of Authors.
[5] _A Short History of the American Negro._ By Benjamin Brawley. The Macmillan Company.
[6] Published by Harcourt, Brace & Company, by whose kind permission I use this selection.
End of Project Gutenberg's Negro Poets and Their Poems, by Robert T. Kerlin