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A Cabin Tale

The Young Master Asks for a Story Whut you say, dah? huh, uh! chile,You ‘s enough to dribe me wile.Want a sto’y; jes’ hyeah dat!Whah’ ‘ll I git a sto’y at?Di’n’ I tell you th’ee las’ night?Go ‘way, honey, you…

By the Stream

By the stream I dream in calm delight, and watch as in a glass,How the clouds like crowds of snowy-hued and white-robed maidens pass,And the water into ripples breaks and sparkles as it spreads,Like a host of armored knights with…

By Rugged Ways

By rugged ways and thro’ the nightWe struggle blindly toward the light;And groping, stumbling, ever prayFor sight of long delaying day.The cruel thorns beside the roadStretch eager points our steps to goad,And from the thickets all aboutDetaining hands reach threatening…

A Bridal Measure

Come, essay a sprightly measure,Tuned to some light song of pleasure. Maidens, let your brows be crowned As we foot this merry round.From the ground a voice is singing,From the sod a soul is springing. Who shall say ‘t is…

Breaking the Charm

Caught Susanner whistlin’; well,It’s most nigh too good to tell.‘Twould ‘a’ b’en too good to seeEf it had n’t b’en fur me,Comin’ up so soft an’ slyThat she didn’ hear me nigh.I was pokin’ ’round that day,An’ ez I come…

A Boys’ Summer Song

‘Tis fine to play In the fragrant hay,And romp on the golden load; To ride old Jack To the barn and back,Or tramp by a shady road. To pause and drink, At a mossy brink;Ah, that is the best of…

A Border Ballad

Oh, I haven’t got long to live, for we all Die soon, e’en those who live longest;And the poorest and weakest are taking their chance Along with the richest and strongest.So it’s heigho for a glass and a song, And…

Booker T. Washington

The word is writ that he who runs may read.What is the passing breath of earthly fame?But to snatch glory from the hands of blame—That is to be, to live, to strive indeed.A poor Virginia cabin gave the seed,And from…

The Boogah Man

W’en de evenin’ shadders Come a-glidin’ down,Fallin’ black an’ heavy Ovah hill an’ town,Ef you listen keerful, Keerful ez you kin,So ‘s you boun’ to notice Des a drappin’ pin;Den you ‘ll hyeah a funny Soun’ ercross de lan’;Lay low;…

The Bohemian

Bring me the livery of no other man. I am my own to robe me at my pleasure. Accepted rules to me disclose no treasure:What is the chief who shall my garments plan? No garb conventional but I ‘ll attack…