Joseph Seamon Cotter

(1861 - 1919)

Joseph Seamon Cotter Poems

1. A Prayer 1/3/2003
2. A Woman At Her Husband's Grave 1/3/2003
3. Africa 1/3/2003
4. An April Day 1/3/2003
5. And Thou Art One 1/3/2003
6. And What Shall You Say? 1/3/2003
7. Compensation 1/3/2003
8. Dreams 1/3/2003
9. Ego 1/3/2003
10. I Shall Not Die 1/3/2003
11. I Sometimes Wonder If The Mighty God 1/3/2003
12. I Would Not Tarry If I Could Be Gone 1/3/2003
13. I'M A-Waiting And A-Watching 1/3/2003
14. Immortality 1/3/2003
15. Inconstancy 1/3/2003
16. Is It Because I Am Black? 1/3/2003
17. Is This The Price Of Love? 1/3/2003
18. Looking At A Portrait 1/3/2003
19. Love 1/3/2003
20. Love's Demesne 1/3/2003
21. Memories 1/3/2003
22. Moloch 1/3/2003
23. Night Winds 1/3/2003
24. November 1/3/2003
25. O, Little David, Play On Your Harp 1/3/2003
26. Rain Music 1/3/2003
27. Remembrance 1/3/2003
28. Reward 1/3/2003
29. Sonnet To Negro Soldiers 1/3/2003
30. Supplication 1/3/2003
31. The Band Of Gideon 1/3/2003
32. The Deserter 1/3/2003
33. The Goal 1/3/2003
34. The Mulatto To His Critics 1/3/2003
35. Then I Would Love You 1/3/2003
36. Theodore Roosevelt 1/3/2003
37. To __________ 1/3/2003
38. To Florence 1/3/2003
39. Why? 1/3/2003

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Africa

A thousand years of darkness in her face,
She turns at last from out the centurys' blight
Of labored moan and dull oppression's might,
To slowly mount the rugged path and trace
Her measured step unto her ancient place.
And upward, ever upward towards the light
She strains, seeing afar the day when right
Shall rule the world and justice leaven the race.

Now bare her swarthy arm and firm her sword,
She stands where Universal Freedom bleeds,
And slays in holy wrath to save the word
Of nations and their puny, boasting creeds.
Sear with the truth, ...

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An April Day

On such a day as this I think,
On such a day as this,
When earth and sky and nature's whole
Are clad in April's bliss;
And balmy zephyrs gently waft
Upon your cheek a kiss;
Sufficient is it just to live
On such a day as this.

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