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  • DO' a-stan'in' on a jar, fiah a-shinin'
    thoo,
    8 lines
  • WHO dat knockin' at de do'?
    Why, Ike Johnson, -- yes, fu' sho!
    56 lines
  • Little brown baby wif spa'klin' eyes,
    Come to yo' pappy an
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • Air a-gittin' cool an' coolah,
    Frost a-comin' in de night,
    40 lines, 1 comment
  • Out in the sky the great dark clouds are massing;
    I look far out into the pregnant night,
    16 lines
  • Dey is times in life when Nature
    Seems to slip a cog&
    48 lines
  • Seen my lady home las' night,
    Jump back, honey, jump back.
    24 lines
  • I've been list'nin' to them lawyers
    In the court house up the street,
    32 lines
  • They please me not-- these solemn songs
    That hint of sermons covered up.
    8 lines, 2 comments
  • I like to hear of wealth and gold,
    And El Doradoes in their glory;
    20 lines, 3 comments
  • He was a poet who wrote clever verses,
    And folks said he had a fine poetical taste;
    9 lines, 2 comments
  • "I am but clay," the sinner plead,
    Who fed each vain desire.
    4 lines
  • Ah, Douglass, we have fall'n on evil days,
    Such days as thou, not even thou didst know,
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • A hush is over all the teeming lists,
    And there is pause, a breath-space in the strife;
    62 lines
  • If I could but forget
    The fullness of those first sweet days,
    27 lines
  • It may be misery not to sing at all,
    And to go silent through the brimming day;
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • I have seen peoples come and go
    Alike the Ocean'd ebb and flow;
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • The Oriole sings in the greening grove
    As if he were half-way waiting,
    12 lines
  • When a woman looks up at you with a twist about her eyes,
    And her brows are half uplifted in a nicely feigned surprise
    16 lines, 6 comments
  • I am the mother of sorrows,
    I am the ender of grief;
    32 lines
  • There is a heaven, for ever, day by day,
    The upward longing of my soul doth tell me so.
    4 lines, 2 comments
  • OH, who is the Lord of the land of life,
    When hotly goes the fray?
    15 lines
  • DEY was oncet a awful quoil 'twixt de skillet an' de pot;
    De pot was des a-bilin' an' de skillet sho' was hot.
    15 lines
  • DOLLY sits a-quilting by her mother, stitch by stich,
    Gracious, how my pulses throb, how my fingers itch,
    5 lines
  • A LITTLE bird, with plumage brown,
    Beside my window flutters down,
    16 lines
  • Why was it that the thunder voice of Fate
      Should call thee, studious, from the classic groves,
    14 lines
  • GOODNIGHT, my love, for I have dreamed of thee,
    In walking dreams, until my soul is lost —
    30 lines, 3 comments
  • If thro' the sea of night
    which here summons me,
    16 lines
  • When de fiddle gits to singin' out a ol' Vahginny reel,
      An' you 'mence to feel a ticklin' in yo' toe an' in yo' heel;
    34 lines
  • When I come in f'om de co'n-fiel' aftah wo'kin' ha'd all day,
      It 's amazin' nice to fin' my suppah all erpon de way;
    30 lines
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