Equality poems

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Let America Be America Again

© Langston Hughes

Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.

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A Notable Dinner

© Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer

Once the nation's chief was honored by the company of one,
Who to lift a fallen people had a work of worth begun,
Lofty things had he accomplished for a race so long despised,
In a land where naught but color by the whites are ever prized.

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Hermann And Dorothea - VI. Klio

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Thus the magistrate spoke. The others departed and thanked him,
And the pastor produced a gold piece (the silver his purse held
He some hours before had with genuine kindness expended
When he saw the fugitives passing in sorrowful masses).

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To A Young Ass

© Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Its mother being tethered near itPoor little Foal of an oppress?d race!
I love the languid patience of thy face:
And oft with gentle hand I give thee bread,
And clap thy ragged coat, and pat thy head.

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Paradise Lost : Book V.

© John Milton


Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime

Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl,

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Metempsycosis

© John Donne

THE
PROGRESSE
OF THE SOULE.

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Equality

© John McCrae

I saw a King, who spent his life to weave
Into a nation all his great heart thought,
Unsatisfied until he should achieve
The grand ideal that his manhood sought;

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For “The Wine Of Circle” By Edward Burne Jones

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

DUSK-HAIRED and gold-robed o'er the golden wine

She stoops, wherein, distilled of death and shame,

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A Sane Revolution

© David Herbert Lawrence

If you make a revolution, make it for fun,
don't make it in ghastly seriousness,
don't do it in deadly earnest,
do it for fun.

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The Playground of Life XIX

© Khalil Gibran

One hour devoted to the pursuit of Beauty
And Love is worth a full century of glory
Given by the frightened weak to the strong.

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On Equality

© Sukasah Syahdan

Always remember that when we say
that all men are created equal
we are only joking.

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Born Brothers

© Mark van Doren

Nor do born brothers judge, as good or ill,
Their being. Each consents and is the same,
Or suddenly sweet winds turn into flame
And floods are on us--fire, earth, water, air
All hideously parted, as his will
Withdraws, no longer fatherly and there.

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Paradise Lost : Book XII.

© John Milton


As one who in his journey bates at noon,

Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused

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Injustice of the Courts

© Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer

Whites alone upon the jury in a number of the states,
Thus they crush a helpless Negro with their prejudicial hates;
Legal ills they thrust upon him, and the tale is passing sad—
Equal rights with white men? Never! Color-phobia makes them mad.

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Quia Multum Amavit

© Algernon Charles Swinburne

Am I not he that hath made thee and begotten thee,
I, God, the spirit of man?
Wherefore now these eighteen years hast thou forgotten me,
From whom thy life began?

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Equality

© Robert William Service

The Elders of the Tribe were grouped
And squatted in the Council Cave;
They seemed to be extremely pooped,
And some were grim, but all were grave:
The subject of their big To-do
Was axe-man Chow, the son of Choo.

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Paradise Lost: Book 07

© John Milton

Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name
If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine
Following, above the Olympian hill I soar,
Above the flight of Pegasean wing!

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Paradise Lost: Book 12

© John Milton

As one who in his journey bates at noon,
Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused
Betwixt the world destroyed and world restored,
If Adam aught perhaps might interpose;

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Paradise Lost: Book 05

© John Milton

Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime
Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl,
When Adam waked, so customed; for his sleep
Was aery-light, from pure digestion bred,