 My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white. White as an angel is the English child: But I am black as if bereav'd of light. My mother taught me underneath a tree And sitting down before the heat of day, She took me...  Stories from My Attic - Page 14by Horace Elisha Scudder - 1896 - 269 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Joyce Kilmer - 1921 - 328 pages
...only in her own splendid imagination? If this were so the case would really not be without precedent. "My mother bore me in the southern wild ; And I am black, but O, my soul is white," was not (as scholars of AD 2,000 may gravely state) the outcry of a little colored... | |
 | Sir Charles Prestwood Lucas - 1922 - 242 pages
...class, or colour; they have for their fundamental basis equality in the sight of God. As Blake puts it : My mother bore me in the southern wild And I am black, but oh my soul is white. That these tenets are capable of being applied to racial and political purposes has been shown by disturbing... | |
 | Algernon de Vivier Tassin - 1923 - 456 pages
...he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies. WILLIAM SHAKSPEBE — Henry "VIII 161. THE LITTLE BLACK BOY MY mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O my soul is white; White as an angel is the English child, But I am black, as if bereaved of light.... | |
 | John Galsworthy - 1924 - 132 pages
...no' certain. But it canna be worse than this forest. LOCKYER. Ah! Imagine haunting this forest ! " And I am black, but oh ! my soul is white; White as an angel is the English child !" COLLIE. Here ! Tak' your temperature. [Hands him a thermometer. LOCKYER. [Refusing it] Wonder if... | |
 | John Galsworthy - 1924 - 130 pages
...no' certain. But it canna be worse than this forest. LOCKYER. Ah ! Imagine haunting this forest ! " And I am black, but oh ! my soul is white; White as an angel is the English child !" COLLIE. Here ! Tak' your temperature. [Hands him a thermometer. LOCKYER. [Refusing it] Wonder if... | |
 | Gertrude Eleanor Hollingworth - 1924 - 148 pages
...fear thee and thy glittering eye, And thy skinny hand so brown. Coleridge : The Ancient Mariner. (c) My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but 0, my soul is white ! White as an angel is the English child, But I am black, as if bereaved of light.... | |
 | William Blake - 1925 - 558 pages
...but two days old. Sweet Joy I call thee : Thou dost smile, I sing the while, Sweet joy befall thee ! The Little Black Boy My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O ! my soul is white ; White as an angel is the English child, But I am black, as if bereav'd of light.... | |
 | David Nichol Smith - 1926 - 744 pages
...peace, For they know when their Shepherd is nigh. Songs of Innocence, 1789 M1 389 The Little 'Black 'Boy mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O my soul is white White as an angel is the English child, But I am black, as if bereav'd of light.... | |
 | John Galsworthy - 1928 - 798 pages
...I'm no' certain. But it canna be worse than this forest. LOCKYER. Ah! Imagine haunting this forest ! "And I am black, but oh ! my soul is white ; White as an angel is the English child !" COLLIE. Here ! Tak' your temperature. [Hands him a thermometer. LOCKYER. [Refusing it] Wonder if... | |
 | John Galsworthy - 1928 - 734 pages
...I'm no' certain. But it canna be worse than this forest. LOCKYER. Ah I Imagine haunting this forest ! "And I am black, but oh! my soul is white ; White as an angel is the English child !" COLLIE, Here ! Tak' your temperature. [Hands him a thermometer. LOCKYER. [Refusing it] Wonder if... | |
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