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Alice Dunbar-Nelson (Элис Данбар-Нельсон)


To the Negro Farmers of the United States


God washes clean the souls and hearts of you,
His favored ones, whose backs bend o’er the soil,
Which grudging gives to them requite for toil
In sober graces and in vision true.
God places in your hands the pow’r to do
A service sweet. Your gift supreme to foil
The bare-fanged wolves of hunger in the moil
Of Life’s activities. Yet all too few
Your glorious band, clean sprung from Nature’s heart;
The hope of hungry thousands, in whose breast
Dwells fear that you should fail. God placed no dart
Of war within your hands, but pow’r to start
Tears, praise, love, joy, enwoven in a crest
To crown you glorious, brave ones of the soil.



Alice Dunbar-Nelson's other poems:
  1. You! Inez!
  2. The Lights at Carney’s Point
  3. I Sit and Sew
  4. A Pliant
  5. At Bay St. Louis


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