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— Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

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THE SLAVE SINGING AT MIDNIGHT

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow·1807–1882·Romanticism
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oud he sang the psalm of David!He, a Negro and enslaved,Sang of Israel's victory,Sang of Zion, bright and free. In that hour, when night is calmest,Sang he from the Hebrew Psalmist,In a voice so sweet and clearThat I could not choose but hear, Songs of triumph, and ascriptions,Such as reached the swart Egyptians,When upon the Red Sea coastPerished Pharaoh and his host. And the voice of his devotionFilled my soul with strange emotion;For its tones by turns were glad,Sweetly solemn, wildly sad. Paul and Silas, in their prison,Sang of Christ, the Lord arisen,And an earthquake's arm of mightBroke their dungeon-gates at night. But, alas! what holy angelBrings the Slave this glad evangel?And what earthquake's arm of mightBreaks his dungeon-gates at night?
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