The Runaway Slave at Pilgrims Point
I.
I stand on the mark beside the shore
Of the first white pilgrims bended knee,
Where exile turo aor,
And God was thanked for liberty.
I have run through the night, my skin is as dark,
I bend my knee down on this mark . . .
I look on the sky and the sea.
II.
O pilgrim-souls, I speak to you!
I see you e out proud and slow
From the land of the spirits pale as dew. . .
And round me and round me ye go!
O pilgrims, I have gasped and run
All night long from the whips of one
Who in your names works sin and woe.
III.
And thus I thought that I would e
And kneel here where I k before,
And feel your souls around me hum
In uoo the os roar;
And lift my black face, my black hand,
Here, in your o curse this land
Ye blessed in freedoms evermore.
IV.
I am black, I am black;
A God made me, they say.
But if He did so, smiling back
He must have cast His work away
Uhe feet of His white creatures,
With a look of s,--that the dusky feature……（内容加载失败！）
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