In place of tears, may whisper of me then,
‘He sang a song that reached the hearts of men.’
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When morning shows her first faint flush,
That crept so gently to your cheekWhen first my love I dared to speak;How, in your glance, a dawning rayGave promise of love’s perfect day.When, in the ardent breath of noon,The roses with passion swoon;There steals upon me from the airThe scent that lurked within your hair;I touch your hand, I clasp your form —Again…
To chase a never-reached mirage
And choke and die, while gazing onIts green and watered strand.
How would you have us, as we are?
Our eyes fixed forward on a star?Or gazing empty at despair?Rising or falling? Men or things?With dragging pace or footsteps fleet?Strong, willing sinews in your wings?Or tightening chains about your feet?
(Negro Love Song)
Southern summer night.Stars a-gleamin’ and a-glowin’,Moon jes shinin’ right.Strollin’, like all lovers do,Down de lane wid Lindy Lou;Honey on her lips to waste;‘Speck I’m gwine to steal a taste.Oh, ma lady’s lips am like de honey,Ma lady’s lips am like de rose;An’ I’m jes like de little bee a-buzzin’‘Round de flower wha’ de nectah grows.Ma…
W’en de leaves begin to fall,
An’ de ‘simmons is a-ripenin’ on de tree;W’en I heah de dinner call,An’ de chillen gadder ’round,‘Tis den de ‘possum is de meat fu’ me.W’en de wintertime am pas’An’ de spring is come at las’,W’en de good ole summer sun begins to shine;Oh! my thoughts den tek a turn,An’ my heart begins to yearnFo’ dat…
(On an Incident at the Battle of San Juan Hill)
With comrades around him lying,A trooper of the sable TenthLay wounded, bleeding, dying.First in the charge up the fort-crowned hill,His company’s guidon bearing,He had rushed where the leaden hail fell fast,Not death nor danger fearing.He fell in the front where the fight grew fierce,Still faithful in life’s last labor;Black though his skin, yet his heart…