#Americans
Look heah! Is I evah tole you 'bo… Anna Liza? Say, I nevah? Well he… Lize, you know, wuz mighty purty—d… ‘N ’cos to look at her dis minit,… She wuz jes de greates’ ‘traction…
Enough of love! Let break its eve… Ended my youthful folly! for I kn… That, like the dazzling, glister-s… Celia, thou art beautiful, but col… I do not find in thee that warmth…
Old Omar, jolly sceptic, it may b… That, after all, you found the mag… To life and all its mystery, and… Must own you have almost persuaded…
(A Warning) ‘Simmons ripenin’ in de fall, You better run, Brudder 'Possum, run! Mockin’ bird commence to call,
For fifty years, Cruel, insatiable Old World. You have punched me over the heart Till you made me cough blood. The few paltry things I gathered
Out of the infinite sea of eternit… To climb, and for an instant stand Upon an island speck of time. From the impassible peace of the d… To wake, and blink at the garish l…
Mother, shed no mournful tears, But gird me on my sword; And give no utterance to thy fears… But bless me with thy word. The lines are drawn! The fight is…
Sometimes the mist overhangs my pa… And blackening clouds about me cli… But, oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day— I softly sing.
And God stepped out on space, And he looked around and said: I’m lonely— I’ll make me a world. And far as the eye of God could s…
I knew not who had wrought with sk… What I beheld; nor by what laws o… He had created life and love and h… On canvas, from mere color, curve… Silent I stood and made no move o…
Some men enjoy the constant strife Of days with work and worry rife, But that is not my dream of life: I think such men are crazy. For me, a life with worries few,
The snow has ceased its fluttering… The wind sunk to a whisper light, An ominous stillness fills the nig… A pause—a hush. At last, a sound that breaks the s…
Lift ev’ry voice and sing, Till earth and heaven ring, Ring with the harmonies of Libert… Let our rejoicing rise High as the list’ning skies,
Sunrise in the Tropics Sol, Sol, mighty lord of the trop… Here I wait with the trembling st… To see thee once more take thy thr… There the patient palm tree watchi…
Tiny bit of humanity, Blessed with your mother’s face, And cursed with your father’s mind… I say cursed with your father’s mi… Because you can lie so long and so…