Whut dat you whisperin' keepin' f'om me?
Don't shut me out 'cause I 's ol' an' can't see.
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Seems lak folks is mighty curus
In de way dey t'inks an' ac's.
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Tek a cool night, good an' cleah,
Skiff o' snow upon de groun';
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De da'kest hour, dey allus say,
Is des' befo' de dawn,
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Dey 's a so't o' threatenin' feelin' in de blowin' of de breeze,
An' I 's feelin' kin' o' squeamish in de night;
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Ah me, it is cold and chill
And the fire sobs low in the grate,
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De ol' time's gone, de new time's hyeah
Wid all hits fuss an' feddahs;
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Whose little lady is you, chile,
Whose little gal is you?
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Oh, de weathah it is balmy an' de breeze is sighin' low.
Li'l' gal,
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Hyeah dat singin' in de medders
Whaih de folks is mekin' hay?
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This is to-day, a golden summer's day
And yet--and yet
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She told her beads with down-cast eyes,
Within the ancient chapel dim;
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Prometheus stole from Heaven the sacred fire
And swept to earth with it o'er land and sea.
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Long time ago, we two set out,
My soul and I.
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She sang, and I listened the whole song thro'.
(It was sweet, so sweet, the singing.)
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As lone I sat one summer's day,
With mien dejected, Love came by;
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This poem must be done to-day;
Then, I 'll e'en to it.
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Summah night an' sighin' breeze,
'Long de lovah's lane;
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Summah 's nice, wif sun a-shinin',
Spring is good wif greens and grass,
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I don't believe in 'ristercrats
An' never did, you see;
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I 's boun' to see my gal to-night--
Oh, lone de way, my dearie!
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I done got 'uligion, honey, an' I 's happy ez a king;
Evahthing I see erbout me 's jes' lak sunshine in de spring;
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I has hyeahd o' people dancin' an' I 's hyeahd o' people singin'.
An' I 's been 'roun' lots of othahs dat could keep de banjo
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When to sweet music my lady is dancing
My heart to mild frenzy her beauty inspires.
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Gray is the palace where she dwells,
Grimly the poplars stand
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In this sombre garden close
What has come and passed, who knows?
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TUSKEGEE, ALA., APRIL 22, 1901.
Not to the midnight of the gloomy past,
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Shadder in de valley
Sunlight on de hill,
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How shall I woo thee to win thee, mine own?
Say in what tongue shall I tell of my love.
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When first of wise old Johnson taught,
My youthful mind its homage brought,
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