Old Black Joe (by: Thomas Lord Vaux (1509-1556)) Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, Gone from the earth to a better land I know, I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe." continue reading
Reeds Of Innocence (by: William Blake (1757 - 1827)) Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me... continue reading
Songs Of Innocence: A Cradle Song (by: William Blake (1757 - 1827)) Sweet dreams form a shade O'er my lovely infants head. Sweet dreams of pleasant streams, By happy silent moony beams continue reading
Songs Of Innocence: The Little Black Boy (by: William Blake (1757 - 1827)) My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but oh! my soul is white. White as an angel is the English child, But I am black as if bereaved of light. continue reading
To An Old Danish Song-Book (by: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)) Welcome, my old friend, Welcome to a foreign fireside, While the sullen gales of autumn Shake the windows. continue reading
Winter Evening (by: Alexander Pushkin (1799 - 1837)) The storm wind covers the sky Whirling the fleecy snow drifts, Now it howls like a wolf, Now it is crying, like a lost child, Now rustling the decayed thatch On our tumbledown roof, Now, like a delayed traveller, Knocking on our window pane. continue reading
