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John Milton

Say, Heavenly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein 15

Afford a present to the Infant God?

Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain,

To welcome him to this his new abode,

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SONG FOR A BANJO DANCE

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Langston Hughes·1901–1967·Harlem Renaissance
hake your brown feet, honey,Shake your brown feet, chile,Shake your brown feet, honey,Shake ’em swift and wil’—Get way back, honey,Do that low-down step.Walk on over, darling,Now! Come outWith your left.Shake your brown feet, honey,Shake ’em, honey chile. Sun’s going down this evening—Might never rise no mo’.The sun’s going down this very night—Might never rise no mo’—So dance with swift feet, honey,(The banjo’s sobbing low)Dance with swift feet, honey—Might never dance no mo’. Shake your brown feet, Liza,Shake ’em, Liza, chile,Shake your brown feet, Liza,(The music’s soft and wil’)Shake your brown feet, Liza,(The banjo’s sobbing low)The sun’s going down this very night—Might never rise no mo’.