Moods + 

My heart is pregnant with a great despair + 

With much beholding of my people’s care, + 

’Mid blinded prejudice and nurtured wrong, + 

Exhaling wantonly the days along: + 

I mark Faith’s fragile craft of cheering light + 

Tossing imperiled on the sea of night, + 

And then, enanguished, comes my heart’s low cry, + 

“God, God! I crave to learn the reason why!” + 

Again, in spirit loftily I soar + 

With wingèd vision through earth’s outer door, + 

In such an hour, it is mine to see, + 

In frowning fortune smiling destiny! + 