ON ITS NEW SLAVERY Heart of the Southland, heed me p… Who bearest, unashamed, upon my br… The long kiss of the loving tropic… And yet, whose veins with thy red…

Storm and strife and stress, Lost in a wilderness, Groping to find a way, Forth to the haunts of day Sudden a vista peeps,

IF 'twere fair to suppose That your heart were not taken, That the dew from the rose Petals still were not shaken, I should pluck you,

Long had I grieved at what I deem… But now I am as grain within the… If so be thou must crush me for th… Grind on, O potent God, and do th…

OUTSIDE the rain upon the stree… The sky all grim of hue, Inside, the music—painful sweet, And yet I heard but you As is a thrilling violin,

I GREW a rose once more to pleas… All things to aid it —dew, sun, wi… Were kindly; and to shield it from… I fenced it safely in with gratefu… No other hand than mine shall pluc…

MAMMY’S in de kitchen, an’ de d… All de pickaninnies climb an’ tug… Gittin’ to de winder, stickin’ dah… Evah one ermong us des all nose an… 'Whut’s she cookin’, Isaac?' 'Whu…

I sit upon the old sea wall, And watch the shimmering sea, Where soft and white the moonbeams… Till, in a fantasy, Some pure white maiden’s funeral p…

How shall I woo thee to win thee,… Say in what tongue shall I tell o… I who was fearless so timid have g… All that was eagle has turned into… The path from the meadow that lead…

You ask why I am sad to—day, I have no cares, no griefs, you sa… Ah, yes, 't is true, I have no gr… But—is there not the falling leaf? The bare tree there is mourning le…

Search thou my heart; If there be guile, It shall depart Before thy smile. Search thou my soul;

De win’ is hollahin’ 'Daih you’ t… De snow’s a—sayin’ 'Got you’ to d… Fu’ de wintah weathah 's come wido… An’ he 's laughin’ in his sleeve a… Fu’ dey ain’t nobody ready wid dey…

I have seen peoples come and go Alike the Ocean’d ebb and flow; I have seen kingdoms rise and fall Like springtime shadows on a wall. I have seen houses rendered great

WHAT are the things that make li… A star gleam in the night. What hearts us for the coming fray… The dawn tints of the day. What helps to speed the weary mile…

I Found you and I lost you, All on a gleaming day. The day was filled with sunshine, And the land was full of May. A golden bird was singing