‘Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land, Taught my benighted soul to understand That there’s a God, that there’s a Saviour too: Once I redemption neither sought nor knew. Some view our sable race with scornful eye, “Their colour is a diabolic die.” Remember, Christians, Negros, black as Cain, May be refin’d, and join th’ angelic train.
Climbing: 7 Songs on 8 Poems by African-Americans
Song Cycle by Tom Cipullo (b. 1960)
1. On Being Brought From Africa to America
Text Authorship:
- by Phillis Wheatley (1753 - 1784)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]2. Ice Storm
Unable to sleep, or pray, I stand [ ... ]
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Hayden (1913 - 1980), copyright ©
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.3. Yet Do I Marvel
I doubt not God is good, well-meaning, kind And did He stoop to quibble could tell why The little buried mole continues blind, Why flesh that mirrors Him must some day die, Make plain the reason tortured Tantalus Is baited by the fickle fruit, declare If merely brute caprice dooms Sisyphus To struggle up a never-ending stair. Inscrutable His ways are, and immune To catechism by a mind too strewn With petty cares to slightly understand What awful brain compels His awful hand. Yet do I marvel at this curious thing: To make a poet black, and bid him sing!
Text Authorship:
- by Countee Cullen (1903 - 1946), "Yet do I marvel"
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]4. Incident
Once riding in old Baltimore, Heart-filled, head-filled with glee; I saw a Baltimorean Keep looking straight at me. Now I was eight and very small, And he was no whit bigger, And so I smiled, but he poked out His tongue and called me, "Nigger." I saw the whole of Baltimore From May until December; Of all the things that happened there That's all that I remember.
Text Authorship:
- by Countee Cullen (1903 - 1946), "Incident"
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In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL I have given my answer.
Text Authorship:
- by Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)
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Land’s end. And sound and river come [ ... ]
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Hayden (1913 - 1980), copyright ©
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.7. Dawn
An angel, robed in spotless white, Bent down and kissed the sleeping Night. Night woke to blush; the sprite was gone. Men saw the blush and called it Dawn.
Text Authorship:
- by Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872 - 1906), "Dawn", appears in Majors and Minors, first published 1895
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