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Joseph Seamon Cotter Sr's Poetry, by title

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  • A Woman at Her Husband's Grave
    Peace to his ashes!
    I cannot for the soul of me
    9 lines, 14 comments
  • Africa
    A thousand years of darkness in her face,
    She turns at last from out the centurys' blight
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • An April Day
    On such a day as this I think,
    On such a day as this,
    8 lines
  • And Thou Art One
    And Thou art One--One with th' eternal hills,
    And with the flaming stars, and with the moon,
    14 lines
  • Compensation
    I plucked a rose from out a bower fair,
    That overhung my garden seat;
    16 lines
  • Dr. Booker T. Washington To The National Negro Business League
    "Tis strange indeed to hear us plead
      For selling and for buying
    23 lines
  • Dreams
    There is naught in the pathless reach
    Of the pale, blue sky above,
    12 lines
  • Ego
    Day passeth day in sunshine or shadow,
    Night unto night each cycle is told;
    20 lines
  • Frederick Douglass
    O eloquent and caustic sage!
    Thy long and rugged pilgrimage
    33 lines
  • I Shall Not Die
    Never shall I die
    While this untrammeled spirit-mine
    4 lines
  • I Sometimes Wonder If the Mighty God
    I sometimes wonder if the mighty God
    Cares aught about the little deeds of men;
    14 lines
  • I would not tarry if I could be gone
    I would not tarry if I could be gone
    Adown the path where calls my eager mind.
    14 lines
  • Immortality
    From your life's blood to coin a trenchant word--
    The past, the present and the future's ken
    4 lines
  • Inconstancy
    Blue eyes, gray eyes,
    All the eyes that be,
    8 lines
  • Is This the Price of Love?
    Never again the sight of her?
    Never her winsome smile
    16 lines
  • Looking at a Portrait
    O why are there eyes like these,
    That sparkle and dapple and tease,
    15 lines
  • Love
    Love is the soothing voice of gods
    To which men ever list.
    4 lines
  • Love's Demesne
    Old memories come trooping down
    The vistas of the years;
    16 lines
  • Memories
    The burnished glow of the old-gold moon
    Shines brightly over me.
    8 lines
  • Moloch
    Old Moloch walks the way tonight
    On Flander's poppied field,
    16 lines
  • Night Winds
    The slender moon in its silvery sheen,
    The golden stars with the blue between
    8 lines
  • November
    Old November, sere and brown,
    Clothes the country, haunts the town,
    23 lines
  • O, Little David, Play on Your Harp
    O, Little David, play on your harp,
    That ivory harp with the golden strings
    42 lines
  • Remembrance
    Forget?
    Ah, never!
    18 lines
  • Reward
    Out of the silence
    I come to you,
    12 lines
  • Sonnet to Negro Soldiers
    They shall go down unto Life's Borderland,
    Walk unafraid within that Living Hell,
    14 lines
  • The Deserter
    I know not why or whence he came
    Or how he chanced to go;
    12 lines
  • The Don't-Care Negro
    Neber min' what's in your cran'um
        So your collar's high an' true.
    33 lines
  • The Goal
    I have found joy,
    Surcease from sorrow,
    16 lines
  • The Tryst
    The moon hangs limp in a lusty sky
    And trysts with the evening star,
    8 lines
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