Category: Poetry
I think I should scarcely trouble the reader with a special appeal in behalf of this book, if it had not specially appealed to me for reasons apart from the author's race, origin, and condition. The world is too old now, and I find myself too much of its mood, to care for the...
Dear Miss Lucy: I been t'inkin' dat I 'd write you long fo' dis, But dis writin' 's mighty tejous, an' you know jes' how it is. But I 's got a little lesure, so I teks my pen in...
12. Chapter 12Poor Love looked in my face and cried: "No thief were ever yet so bold To rob my quiver at my side. But Time, who rules, gave ear to Gold, And all my goodly shafts are sold."
15. Chapter 15O burning doubt and long regret, O tears with which our eyes are wet, Heart-throbs, heart-aches, the glut of pain, The somber cloud, the bitter rain, You were not of those dream...
16. Chapter 16Hit 's been drizzlin' an' been sprinklin', Kin' o' techy all day long. I ain't wet enough fu' toddy, I 's too damp to raise a song, An' de case have set me t'inkin', Dat dey 's...
13. Chapter 13Angelina steps so gentle, Angelina bows so low, An' she lif huh sku't so dainty dat huh shoetop skacely show: An' dem teef o' huh'n a-shinin', ez she tek you by de han'-- Go 'wa...
8. Chapter 8Ah, Nora, my Nora, the light fades away, While Night like a spirit steals up o'er the hills; The thrush from his tree where he chanted all day, No longer his music in ecstasy tr...
17. Chapter 17O brothah, w'en de tempes' beat, An' w'en yo' weary head an' feet Can't fin' no place to res', Jes' 'membah dat de Mastah 's nigh, An' putty soon you 'll hyeah de cry, "Lay low...
9. Chapter 9Air a-gittin' cool an' coolah, Frost a-comin' in de night, Hicka' nuts an' wa'nuts fallin', Possum keepin' out o' sight. Tu'key struttin' in de ba'nya'd, Nary step so proud ez h...
5. Chapter 5Little bird! happy bird! Being so near, Where e'en her slightest word Thou mayest hear, Seeing her glancing eyes, Sheen of her hair, Thou art in paradise,-- Would I were there.
18. Chapter 18Whut 's de mattah wid de weathah, whut's de mattah wid de breeze, Li'l' gal? Whut 's de mattah wid de locus' dat 's a-singin' in de trees, Li'l' gal? W'y dey knows dey ladies lo...
10. Chapter 10Ho! for the plains where the dolphins play, And the bend of the mast and spars, And a fight at night with the wild sea-sprite When the foam has drowned the stars. And, pray, wha...
21. Chapter 21Ah, I see them as they come, Stumbling with the rumbling drum; But a sight more sad to me E'en than these ranks could be Was that one with cane upraised Who stood by and gazed a...
19. Chapter 19Darling, I hear thee and answer, Thy fountain am I, All of the love of my soul will I bring to thee, All of the pains of my being shall wring to thee, Deep and forever the song...
4. Chapter 4Folks ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits; Him dat giv' de squir'ls de bushtails made de bobtails fu' de rabbits. Him dat built de gread big mountains hol...
20. Chapter 20On de she'f behime de do'-- Mussy, what a feas'! Soon ez she gits out o' sight, I kin eat in peace. I bin watchin' fu' a week Des fu' dis hyeah chance. Mussy, w'en I gits in dai...
11. Chapter 11It 's in spring, the poet tells us, That we turn to thoughts of love, And our hearts go out a-wooing With the lapwing and the dove. But whene'er the soul goes seeking Its twin-s...
22. Chapter 22Thou art the soul of a summer's day, Thou art the breath of the rose. But the summer is fled And the rose is dead Where are they gone, who knows, who knows?
6. Chapter 6'T was in the radiant summer weather, When God looked, smiling, from the sky; And we went wand'ring much together By wood and lane, Ione and I, Attracted by the subtle tie Of co...
7. Chapter 7Oh, I have n't got long to live, for we all Die soon, e'en those who live longest; And the poorest and weakest are taking their chance Along with the richest and strongest. So i...
3. Chapter 3"I am but clay," the sinner plead 114 I am no priest of crooks nor creeds 38 I am the mother of sorrows 89 I be'n down in ole Kentucky 42 I been t'inkin' 'bout de preachah; whut...
1. Chapter 1I think I should scarcely trouble the reader with a special appeal in behalf of this book, if it had not specially appealed to me for reasons apart from the author's race, origi...
2. Chapter 2MADRIGAL, A 287 MARE RUBRUM 110 MASTER-PLAYER THE 17 MASTERS, THE 258 MEADOW LARK, THE 71 MELANCHOLIA 54 MEMORY OF MARTHA, THE 194 MERRY AUTUMN 56 MISTY DAY, A 207 MISAPPREHENSI...
23. Chapter 23My lady love lives far away, And oh my heart is sad by day, And ah my tears fall fast by night, What may I do in such a plight.