Langston Hughes Quotes

I was so sick last night I Didn't hardly know my mind. So sick last night I Didn't know my mind. I drunk some bad licker that Almost made me blind.
Langston Hughes (1902-1967), U.S. poet. Morning After (l. 1-6). . . Selected Poems of Langston Hughes. (1959) Vintage Books.
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Way Down South in Dixie (Break the heart of me) They hung my black young lover To a cross roads tree.
Langston Hughes (1902-1967), U.S. poet. Song for a Dark Girl (l. 1-4). . . Selected Poems of Langston Hughes. (1959) Vintage Books.
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Love is a naked shadow On a gnarled and naked tree.
Langston Hughes (1902-1967), U.S. poet. Song for a Dark Girl (l. 11-12). . . Selected Poems of Langston Hughes. (1959) Vintage Books.
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I swear to the Lord I still can't see Why Democracy means Everybody but me.
Langston Hughes (1902-1967), U.S. poet, author. The Black Man Speaks, Jim Crow's Last Stand (1943).
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here to this college on the hill above Harlem I am the only colored student in my class.
Langston Hughes (1902-1967), U.S. poet. Theme for English B (l. 8-10). . . Selected Poems of Langston Hughes. (1959) Vintage Books.
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So will my page be colored that I write? Being me, it will not be white. But it will be a part of you, instructor. You are white— yet a part of me, as I am a part of you.
Langston Hughes (1902-1967), U.S. poet. Theme for English B (l. 27-32). . . Selected Poems of Langston Hughes. (1959) Vintage Books.
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As I learn from you, I guess you learn from me— although you're older—and white— and somewhat more free. This is my page for English B.
Langston Hughes (1902-1967), U.S. poet. Theme for English B (l. 37-41). . . Selected Poems of Langston Hughes. (1959) Vintage Books.
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I've known rivers: Ancient, dusky rivers. My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
Langston Hughes (1902-1967), U.S. poet. The Negro Speaks of Rivers (l. 11-13). . . Selected Poems of Langston Hughes. (1959) Vintage Books.
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The singer stopped playing and went to bed While the Weary Blues echoed through his head. He slept like a rock or a man that's dead.
Langston Hughes (1902-1967), U.S. poet. The Weary Blues (l. 1-5). . . Selected Poems of Langston Hughes. (1959) Vintage Books.
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Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon, I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other night By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light
Langston Hughes (1902-1967), U.S. poet. The Weary Blues (l. 1-5). . . Selected Poems of Langston Hughes. (1959) Vintage Books.
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