Taking it all in all and after all, negro life in Washington is a promise rather than a fulfillment. But it is worthy of note for the really excellen….

I know what the caged bird feels, alas!.

It's all a farce, - these tales they tell About the breezes sighing, And moans astir o'er field and dell, Because the year is dying..

I know why the caged bird sings, ah me, When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,- When he beats his bars and would be free; It is not a carol of ….

I hope there is something worthy in my writings and not merely the novelty of a black face associated with the power to rhyme that has attracted atte….

Hope is tenacious. It goes on living and working when science has dealt it what should be its deathblow..

Slight was the thing I bought, small was the debt I thought, Poor was the loan at best - God! but the interest!.

All play and no work makes Jack a mere toy..

..we wear the mask that grins and lies, it hides our cheeks and shades our eyes- this debt we pay to human guile; with torn and bleeding hearts we sm….

Oh, how with more than dreams the soul is torn, ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes..

A song fluttered down in the form of a dove, And it bore me a message, the one word-Love!.

Only the rich are lonesome..

Money is a great dignifier..

A minute to smile and an hour to weep in, A pint of joy to a peck of trouble, And never a laugh but the moans come double; And that is life!.

A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in. A minute to smile and an hour to weep in. A pint of joy to a peck of trouble, And never a laugh but the mo….

We reduce the deity to vulgar fractions. We place our own little ambitions and label them ?divine messages?. With our short sight we affect to take a….

This, this indeed is to be accursed, For if we mortals love, or if we sing, We count our joys not by what we have, But by what kept us from that perf….

The age is materialistic. Verse isn't. I must be with the age, so I am writing prose..

We wear the mask that grins and lies..

Washington is the city where the big men of little towns come to be disillusioned.

What Joe Hamilton lacked more than anything else in the world was some one to kick him. Many a man who might have lived decently and become a fairly ….