WHUT dat you whisperin' keepin' f'om me? Don't shut me out 'cause I 's ol' an' can't see. Somep'n's gone wrong dat 's a-causin' you dread, -- Don't be afeared to tell -- Whut! mastah dead? Somebody brung de news early to-day, -- One of de sojers he led, do you say? Did n't he foller whah ol' mastah lead? How kin he live w'en his leadah is dead? Let me lay down awhile, dah by his bed; I wants to t'ink, -- hit ain't cleah in my head: -- Killed while a-leadin' his men into fight, -- Dat's whut you said, ain't it, did I hyeah right? Mastah, my mastah, dead dah in de fiel'? Lif' me up some, -- dah, jes' so I kin kneel. I was too weak to go wid him, dey said, Well, now I'll -- fin' him -- so -- mastah is dead. Yes, suh, I 's comin' ez fas' ez I kin, -- 'T was kin' o' da'k, but hit's lightah agin: P'omised yo' pappy I'd allus tek keer Of you, -- yes, mastah, -- I's follerin', -- hyeah! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THALATTA! THALATTA!; CRY OF THE TEN THOUSAND by JOSEPH BROWNLEE BROWN SONNET: 110 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 23 by ALFRED TENNYSON HE GIVES HIS BELOVED CERTAIN RHYMES by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE ASSUMPTION by JOHN BEAUMONT PSALM 123 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |