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Dream Variations

Langston Hughes · Poem
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done. Then rest at cool evening Beneath a tall tree While night comes on gently, Dark like me- That is my dream! To fling my arms wide In the face of the sun, Dance! Whirl! Whirl! Till the quick day is done. Rest at pale evening… A tall, slim tree… Night coming tenderly Black like me.

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The Old Man of the Sea

W. W. Jacobs · Story

“What I want you to do,” said Mr. George Wright, as he leaned towards the old sailor, “is to be an uncle to me.” “Aye, aye,” said the mystified Mr. Kemp, pausing with a mug of beer midway to his lips. “A rich uncle,” …

I’m nobody! Who are you?

Emily Dickinson · Poem

I’m nobody! Who are you? by Emily Dickinson I’m nobody! Who are you?Are you nobody, too?Then there’s a pair of us — don’t tell!They’d advertise — you know! How dreary to be somebody!How public like a frogTo tell one’s…