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Poems in Lyrics of Lowly Life, 1896

Ere Sleep Comes Down To Soothe The Weary Eyes.

The Poet and His Song

Retort

Accountability

Frederick Douglass

Life

The Lesson

The Rising of the Storm

Sunset

The Old Apple-Tree

A Prayer

Passon and Love

The Seedling

Promise and Fulfilment

Song

Ode to Ethiopia

The Corn-Stalk Fiddle

The Master-Player

The Mystery

Not They Who Soar

Whittier

Two Songs

A Banjo Song

Longing

The Path

The Lawyers' Ways

Ode for Memorial Day

Premonition

Retrospection

Unexpressed

Song of Summer

Spring Song

To Louise

The Rivals

The Lover and the Moon

Conscience and Remorse

Ione

Religion

Deacon Jones' Grievance

Alice

After the Quarrel

Beyond the Years

After a Visit

Curtain

The Spellin'-Bee

Keep A-Pluggin' Away

Night of Love

Columbian Ode

A Border Ballad

An Easy-Goin' Feller

A Negro Love Song

The Dilettante: A Modern Type

By the Stream

The Colored Soldier

Nature and Art

After While

The Ol' Tunes

Melancholia

The Wooing

Merry Autumn

When De Co'n Pone's Hot

Ballad

The Change Has Come

Comparison

A Corn-Song

Discovered

Disappointed

Invitation to Love

He Had His Dream

Good-Night

A Coquette Conquered

Nora: A Serenade

October

A Summer's Night

Ships that Pass in the Night

The Delinquent

Dawn

A Drowsy Day

Dirge

Hymn

Preparation

The Deserted Plantation

The Secret

The Wind and the Sea

Riding to Town

We Wear the Mask

The Meadow Lark

One Life

Changing Time

Dead

A Confidence

Phyllis

Right's Security

If

The Song

Signs of the Time

Why Fades a Dream?

The Sparrow

Speakin' O' Christmas

Lonesome

Growing' Gray

To the Memory of Mary Young

When Malindy Sings

The Party

When De Co'n Pone's Hot.

DEY is times in life when Nature
Seems to slip a cog an' go,
Jes' a-rattlin' down creation,
Lak an ocean's overflow;
When de worl' jes' stahts a-spinnin'
Lak a picaninny's top,
An' yo' cup o' joy is brimmin'
'Twell it seems about to slop,

An' you feel jes' lak a racah,
Dat is trainin' fu' to trot--
When yo' mammy says de blessin'
An' de co'n pone 's hot.

When you set down at de table,
Kin' o' weary lak an' sad,
An' you 'se jes' a little tiahed
An' purhaps a little mad;
How yo' gloom tu'ns into gladness,
How yo' joy drives out de doubt
When de oven do' is opened,
An' de smell comes po'in' out;
Why, de 'lectric light o' Heaven
Seems to settle on de spot,
When yo' mammy says de blessin'
An' de co'n pone 's hot.

When de cabbage pot is steamin'
An' de bacon good an' fat,
When de chittlins is a-sputter'n'
So 's to show you whah dey 's at;

Tek away yo' sody biscuit,
Tek away yo' cake an' pie,
Fu' de glory time is comin',
An' it 's 'proachin' mighty nigh,
An' you want to jump an' hollah,
Dough you know you 'd bettah not,
When yo' mammy says de blessin',
An' de co'n pone 's hot.

I have hyeahd o' lots o' sermons,
An' I 've hyeahd o' lots o' prayers,
An' I 've listened to some singin'
Dat has tuck me up de stairs
Of de Glory-Lan' an' set me
Jes' below de Mahstah's th'one,
An' have lef' my hea't a-singin'
In a happy aftah tone;
But dem wu'ds so sweetly murmured
Seem to tech de softes' spot,
When my mammy says de blessin',
An' de co'n pone 's hot.

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