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virgil thomson - the little black boy lyrics

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my mother bore me in the southern wild
and i am black, but o! my soul is white!
white as an angel is the english child
but i am black, as if bereaved of light

my mother taught me underneath a tree
and, sitting down before the heat of day
she took me on her lap and kissèd me
and, pointing to the east, began to say:

“look [at]2 the rising sun: there god does live
and gives his light, and gives his heat away
and flowers and trees and beasts and men receive
comfort in morning, joy in the noonday

“and we are put on earth a little sp-ce
that we may learn to bear the beams of love;
and these black bodies and this sunburnt face
[are]1 but a cloud, and like a shady grove

“for when our souls have learn’d the heat to bear
the cloud will vanish; we shall hear his voice
saying: `come out from the grove, my love and care
and round my golden tent like lambs rejoice.’ ”

thus did my mother say, and kissèd me;
and thus i say to little english boy:
when i from black and he from white cloud free
and round the tent of god like lambs we joy

i’ll shade him from the heat till he can bear
to lean in joy upon our father’s knee;
and then i’ll stand and stroke his silver hair
and be like him, and he will then love me

- virgil thomson lyrics

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