Countee Cullen (Каунти Каллен)

A Brown Girl Dead

With two white roses on her breasts, 
White candles at head and feet, 
Dark Madonna of the grave she rests; 
Lord Death has found her sweet.

Her mother pawned her wedding ring
To lay her out in white; 
She’d be so proud she’d dance and sing
to see herself tonight.

1. Under the Mistletoe
2. Harlem Wine
3. In Memory of Col. Charles Young
4. Uncle Jim
5. Song in Spite of Myself

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1845

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