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Someone Is Always At My Elbow Reminding Me That I Am The Grand-daughter Of Slaves. It Fails To Register Depression With Me. Slaver Y Is Sixty Years In The Past. The Operation Was Successful And The Patient Is Doing Well, Thank You. The Terrible Struggle That Made Me An American Out Of A Potential Slave Said "on The Line!" The Reconstruction Said "go!" I Am Off To A Flying Start And I Must Not Halt In The Stretch To Look Behind And Weep.

So In Jamaica It Is The Aim Of Everybody To Talk English, Act English And Look English. And That Last Specification Is Where The Greatest Difficulties Arise. It Is Not So Difficult To Put A Coat Of European Culture Over African Culture, But It Is Next To Impossible To Lay A European Face Over An African Face In The Same Generation.

I Wish I Could Buy You For What You Are Really Worth And Sell You For What You Think You're Worth. I Sure Would Make Money On The Deal.

The Sun, The Hero Of Every Day, The Impersonal Old Man That Beams As Brightly On Death As On Birth, Came Up Every Morning.

Look Lak She Been Livin' Through Uh Hundred Years In January Without One Day Of Spring.