Women of the Early Harlem Renaissance: African American Women Writers 1900-1922


A doubt crept into a heart one day;
The brave heart said : "Twill be gone tomorrow;'
      Ah, little it knew!
      For it steadily grew,
Till it covered that heart with a pall of sorrow ;
   And there came at length, a darksome day,
   When the hope of life seemed gone for aye.
A ray of light, in a darkened heart ;
Yes, only a ray, but it grew more bright.
      And it steadily spread,
      Through darkness and dread.
Till it flooded that heart with a glorious light;
   And a soul gave thanks to its God, above;
   The light was a Savior's guiding love.

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