Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BLACK SAMPSON, by JOSEPHINE DEPHINE HENDERSON HEARD First Line: There's a sampson lying, sleeping in the land Last Line: By his mighty arm his rights shall be obtained! Subject(s): African Americans; Emancipation Movement & Proclamation; Freedom; Slavery; Negroes; American Blacks; Antislavery Movement - United States; Liberty; Serfs | ||||||||
There's a Sampson lying, sleeping in the land, He shall soon awake, and with avenging hand, In an all unlooked for hour, He will rise in mighty power; What dastard can his righteous rage withstand? E'er since the chains were riven at a stroke, E'er since the dawn of Freedom's morning broke, He has groaned, but scarcely uttered. While his patient tongue ne'er muttered, Though in agony he bore the galling yoke. O, what cruelty and torture has he felt? Could his tears, the heart of his oppressor melt? In his gore they bathed their hands, Organized and lawless bands - And the innocent was in blood to welt. The mighty God of Nations doth not sleep, His piercing eye its faithful watch doth keep, And well nigh His mercy's spent, To the ungodly lent: 'They have sowed the wind, the whirlwind they shall reap.' From His nostrils issues now the angry smoke, And assunder bursts the all-oppressive yoke; When the prejudicial heel Shall be lifted, we shall feel, That the hellish spell surrounding us is broke. The mills are grinding slowly, slowly on, And till the very chaff itself is gone; Our cries for justice louder, Till oppression's ground to powder - God speed the day of retribution on! Fair Columbia's filmy garments all are stained; In her courts is blinded justice rudely chained; The black Sampson is awaking, And his fetters fiercely breaking; By his mighty arm his rights shall be obtained! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOY IN THE WOODS by CLAUDE MCKAY ELIZABETH KECKLEY: 30 YEARS A SLAVE AND 4 YEARS IN THE WHITE HOUSE by E. ETHELBERT MILLER EMANCIPATION by ELIZABETH ALEXANDER JOHN BROWN'S BODY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET AN EPITAPH by JOSEPHINE DEPHINE HENDERSON HEARD |
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