Song Of The Negro Boatman Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Oh praise an' tanks De Lord he come	A
To set de people free	B
An' massa tink it day ob doom	C
An' we ob jubilee	B
De Lord dat heap de Red Sea waves	D
He jus' as 'trong as den	E
He say de word we las' night slaves	D
To day de Lord's freemen	E
De yam will grow de cotton blow	F
We'll hab de rice an' corn	G
Oh nebber you fear if nebber you hear	H
De driver blow his horn	G
Ole massa on he trabbels gone	I
He leaf de land behind	J
De Lord's breff blow him furder on	K
Like corn shuck in de wind	J
We own de hoe we own de plough	L
We own de hands dat hold	M
We sell de pig we sell de cow	L
But nebber chile be sold	M
De yam will grow de cotton blow	F
We'll hab de rice an' corn	G
Oh nebber you fear if nebber you hear	H
De driver blow his horn	G
We pray de Lord he gib us signs	N
Dat some clay we be free	B
De norf wind tell it to de pines	N
De wild duck to de sea	B
We tink it when de church bell ring	O
We dream it in de dream	P
De rice bird mean it when he sing	O
De eagle when he scream	P
De yam will grow de cotton blow	F
We'll hab de rice an' corn	G
Oh nebber you fear if nebber you hear	H
De driver blow his horn	G
We know de promise nebber fail	Q
An' nebber lie de word	R
So like de 'postles in de jail	Q
We waited for de Lord	S
An' now he open ebery door	T
An' trow away de key	B
He tink we lub him so before	T
We lub him better free	B
De yam will grow de cotton blow	F
He'll gib de rice an' corn	G
Oh nebber you fear if nebber you hear	H
De driver blow his horn	G
So sing our dusky gondoliers	U
And with a secret pain	V
And smiles that seem akin to tears	W
We hear the wild refrain	V
We dare not share the negro's trust	X
Nor yet his hope deny	Y
We only know that God is just	X
And every wrong shall die	Y
Rude seems the song each swarthy face	Z
Flame lighted ruder still	A2
We start to think that hapless race	Z
Must shape our good or ill	A2
That laws of changeless justice bind	J
Oppressor with oppressed	B2
And close as sin and suffering joined	C2
We march to Fate abreast	B2
Sing on poor hearts your chant shall be	B
Our sign of blight or bloom	C
The Vala song of Liberty	B
Or death rune of our doom	C

John Greenleaf Whittier

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