Poems

Produced by Judith Boss
Poems
The Black Heritage Library Collection
First Published 1895
Whereas thou hast been forsaken and hated, so that no man went through thee, I will make thee an eternal excellency, a joy of many generations. ISAIAH 60:15.
My Mother's Kiss . . . . . . . . . . 1 A Grain of Sand . . . . . . . . . . 3 The Crocuses . . . . . . . . . . . . 4 The Present Age . . . . . . . . . . 6 Dedication Poem . . . . . . . . . . 9 A Double Standard . . . . . . . . . 12 Our Hero . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15 The Dying Bondman . . . . . . . . . 17 A Little Child Shall Lead Them . . . 19 The Sparrow's Fall . . . . . . . . . 21 God Bless Our Native Land . . . . . 23 Dandelions . . . . . . . . . . . . . 24 The Building . . . . . . . . . . . . 25 Home, Sweet Home . . . . . . . . . . 26 The Pure in Heart Shall See God . . 28 He Had Not Where to Lay His Head . . 30 Go Work in My Vineyard . . . . . . . 31 Renewal of Strength . . . . . . . . 33 Jamie's Puzzle . . . . . . . . . . . 34 Truth . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 36 Death of the Old Sea King . . . . . 38 Save the Boys . . . . . . . . . . . 40 Nothing and Something . . . . . . . 42 Vashti . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 44 Thank God for Little Children . . . 47 The Martyr of Alabama . . . . . . . 49 The Night of Death . . . . . . . . . 53 Mother's Treasures . . . . . . . . . 56 The Refiner's Gold . . . . . . . . . 58 A Story of the Rebellion . . . . . . 60 Burial of Sarah . . . . . . . . . . 61 Going East . . . . . . . . . . . . . 63 The Hermit's Sacrifice . . . . . . . 66 Songs for the People . . . . . . . . 69 Let the Light Enter . . . . . . . . 71 An Appeal to My Country Women . . . 72
My mother's kiss, my mother's kiss, I feel its impress now; As in the bright and happy days She pressed it on my brow.
You say it is a fancied thing Within my memory fraught; To me it has a sacred place— The treasure house of thought.
Again, I feel her fingers glide Amid my clustering hair; I see the love-light in her eyes, When all my life was fair.