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William Wells Brown · Modernismo

The slave’s Lamentation

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AIR—Long, long ago.

Where are the friends that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago—long ago!
Where are the hopes that my heart used to cheer,
Long, long ago—long ago!
I am degraded, for man was my foe,
Friends that I loved in the grave are laid low,
All hope of freedom hath fled from me now,
Long, long ago—long, long ago!

Sadly my wife bowed her beautiful head—
Long, long ago—long ago!
O, how I wept when I found she was dead!
Long, long ago—long ago!
She was my angel, my love and pride—
Vainly to save her from torture I tried,
Poor broken heart! She rejoiced as she died,
Long, long ago—long, long ago!

Let me look back on the days of my youth—
Long, long ago—long ago!
Master withheld from me knowledge and truth—
Long, long ago—long ago!
Crushed all the hopes of my earliest day,
Sent me from father and mother away—
Forbade me to read, nor allowed me to pray—
Long, long ago—long, long ago!

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William Wells Brown
Título
The slave’s Lamentation
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Modernismo
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William Wells Brown, «The slave’s Lamentation», Poetósfera, poetosfera.com/p/ws-en-the-slaves-lamentation--william-wells-brown-1b7ea3.html

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