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The Negro Speaks of Rivers

I've known rivers:
I've known rivers ancient as the world and
            older than the
      flow of human blood in human veins.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were
            young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me
            to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids
            above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe
            Lincoln
     went down to New Orleans, and I've seen
            its muddy
     bosom turn all golden in the sunset.

I've known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

I, Too
I, too, sing America.
I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
And eat well,
And grow strong.

Tomorrow,
I'll be at the table
When company comes.
Nobody'll dare
Say to me,
"Eat in the kitchen,"
Then.

Besides.
They'll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed¡¦
I, too, am America.

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