Tenderly grows.
Rend not the oak and the ivy in twain,
Nor the swart maid from her swarthier swain.
AN ANTE-BELLUM SERMON
We is gathahed hyeah, my brothahs,
In dis howlin' wildaness,
Fu' to speak some words of comfo't
To each othah in distress.
An' we chooses fu' ouah subjic'
Dis—we'll 'splain it by an' by;