Frances Ellen Watkins Harper

(24 September 1825 – 22 February 1911 / Baltimore, Maryland)

Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Poems

1. Going East 1/3/2003
2. The Night Of Death 1/3/2003
3. He Had Not Where To Lay His Head 1/3/2003
4. Save The Boys 1/3/2003
5. Out In The Cold 1/3/2003
6. The Pure In Heart Shall See God 1/3/2003
7. The Refiner's Gold 1/3/2003
8. Wanderer's Return 1/3/2003
9. Maceo 1/3/2003
10. An Appeal To My Countywomen 1/3/2003
11. The Lost Bells 1/3/2003
12. The Hermit's Sacrifice 1/3/2003
13. The Dying Queen 1/3/2003
14. Come To Me When I'M Dying 4/17/2010
15. Lines To A Friend, 4/17/2010
16. Lines To A Married Friend 4/17/2010
17. My Heart 4/17/2010
18. Our Helen 4/17/2010
19. N. P. Rogers 4/17/2010
20. The Present Age 4/17/2010
21. The Soul's Destiny 4/17/2010
22. The Slave Auction 8/11/2015
23. To Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe 8/13/2015
24. The Reunion 4/17/2010
25. My Bonnet Of Blue 4/17/2010
26. Henry Clay 4/17/2010
27. Jamie's Puzzle 1/3/2003
28. Nothing And Something 1/3/2003
29. Truth 1/3/2003
30. To The Union Savers Of Cleveland 1/3/2003
31. A Story Of The Rebellion 4/17/2010
32. Dedication Poem 4/17/2010
33. Lines 4/17/2010
34. Our Hero 4/17/2010
35. Ho For California! 4/17/2010
36. The Dying Bondman 1/3/2003
37. Signing The Pledge 1/3/2003
38. Do Not Cheer, Men Are Dying, Said Capt. Phillips 1/3/2003
39. The Burdens Of All 1/3/2003
40. The Drunkard's Child 1/3/2003

Comments about Frances Ellen Watkins Harper

  • angel anderson (3/13/2018 12:50:00 PM)

    awsome even though i haven't read it yet.\

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Best Poem of Frances Ellen Watkins Harper

Ethiopia

Yes, Ethiopia yet shall stretch
Her bleeding hands abroad;
Her cry of agony shall reach
The burning throne of God.

The tyrant's yoke from off her neck,
His fetters from her soul,
The mighty hand of God shall break
And spurn the base control.

Redeemed from dust, and freed from chains,
Her sons shall lift their eyes;
From lofty hills and verdant plains
Shall shouts of triumph rise.

Upon the dark, despairing brow
Shall play a smile of peace;
For God shall bend unto her woe,
And bid her sorrows cease.

'Neath sheltering vines and ...

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Out In The Cold

Out in the cold mid the dreary night,
Under the eaves of homes so bright:
Snowflakes falling o'er mother's grave
Will no one rescue, no one save?

A child left out in the dark and cold,
A lamb not sheltered in any fold,
Hearing the wolves of hunger bark,
Out in the cold! and out in the dark

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