#Americans
I dreamed that I was a rose That grew beside a lonely way, Close by a path none ever chose, And there I lingered day by day. Beneath the sunshine and the show’…
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…
Weep not, weep not, She is not dead; She’s resting in the bosom of Jes… Heart-broken husband—weep no more; Grief-stricken son—weep no more;
Eternities before the first-born d… Or ere the first sun fledged his w… Calm Night, the everlasting and t… A brooding mother over chaos lay. And whirling suns shall blaze and…
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,
(On an Incident at the Battle of… Under a burning tropic sun, With comrades around him lying, A trooper of the sable Tenth Lay wounded, bleeding, dying.
Are you bowed down in heart? Do you but hear the clashing disco… Then come away, come to the peacef… Here bathe your soul in silence.… From out the palpitating solitude
O Sleep, thou kindest minister to… Silent distiller of the balm of re… How wonderful thy power, when naug… To soothe the torn and sorrow-lade… When bleeding hearts no comforter…
Around the council-board of Hell,… The Three Great Scourges of huma… Gaunt Famine, with hollow cheek a… ‘O, Prince, I have stalked the ea… And my victims by ten thousands I…
‘She’s built of steel From deck to keel, And bolted strong and tight; In scorn she’ll sail The fiercest gale,
When buffeted and beaten by life’s… When by the bitter cares of life o… I want no surer haven than your ar… I want no sweeter heaven than your… When over my life’s way there fall…
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…
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…
O Southland! O Southland! Have you not heard the call, The trumpet blown, the word made k… To the nations, one and all? The watchword, the hope-word,
When morning shows her first faint… I think of the tender blush That crept so gently to your cheek When first my love I dared to spe… How, in your glance, a dawning ray
