My children, my little children, are singing to the sunshine, and thus they sing: Let us cheer the wea-ry trav-el-ler, Cheer the wea-ry trav-el-ler, Let us cheer the wea-ry trav-el-ler A-long the heav-en-ly way.
"The Souls of Black Folk"
W. E. B. Du Bois
I ain't mad at nobody in pa'tic'ler.
"Lost Farm Camp"
Harry Herbert Knibbs