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WHO are you dusky woman, so ancient hardly human, With your woolly-white and turban'd head, and bare
WHO are you dusky woman, so ancient hardly human, With your woolly-white and turban'd head, and bare
(A Reminiscence of 1864.) 1 WHO are you, dusky woman, so ancient, hardly human, With your woolly-white
ah my woolly white and crim- son crimson ! Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!
in toward land; The great steady wind from west and west-by-south, Floating so buoyant, with milk-white
(A Reminiscence of 1864.) 1 WHO are you, dusky woman, so ancient, hardly human, With your woolly-white
WORLD, take good notice, silver stars fading, Milky hue ript, weft of white detaching, Coals thirty-eight
buckle the straps carefully, Outdoors arming, indoors arming, the flash of the musket-barrels, The white
Then to the third—a face nor child nor old, very calm, as of beautiful yellow-white ivory; Young man
WHO are you dusky woman, so ancient hardly human, With your woolly-white and turban'd head, and bare
and still in the coffin—I draw near, Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the
Ah my silvery beauty—ah my woolly white and crimson! Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!
buckle the straps carefully, Outdoors arming, indoors arming, the flash of the musket-barrels, The white
Then to the third—a face nor child nor old, very calm, as of beautiful yellow-white ivory; Young man
WHO are you dusky woman, so ancient hardly human, With your woolly-white and turban'd head, and bare
and still in the coffin—I draw near, Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the
Ah my silvery beauty—ah my woolly white and crimson! Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!
Who are you, dusky woman, so ancient, hardly human, With your woolly-white and turbaned head, and bare
spread your white sails, my little bark, athwart the imperious waves!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and
Heard who sprang in crimson youth from the white froth and the water-blue. Behold a woman!
Let the white person again tread the black person under his heel! (Say!
ah my woolly white and crim- son crimson ! Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!
spread your white sails my little bark athwart the imperious waves, Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the
pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and
Sister of loftiest gods, Alboni's self I hear.) 4 I hear those odes, symphonies, operas, I hear in the William
pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and
Sister of loftiest gods, Alboni's self I hear.) 4 I hear those odes, symphonies, operas, I hear in the William
In calculating that decision, William O'Connor and Dr. Bucke are far more peremptory than I am.