so bravely I wore the mask.
I have noticed that she incorporates a lot of the same lines and symbols in her poems. This mask serves as a shield.
so bravely I wore the mask.
I have noticed that she incorporates a lot of the same lines and symbols in her poems. This mask serves as a shield.
She turned from the sea with a woman’s grace, And the light fell soft on her upturned face,
The author is highlighting the beauty in the woman who comes with grace. She represents that little bit of good that there is.
The gray of the sea, and the gray of the sky, A glimpse of the moon like a half–closed eye. The gleam on the waves and the light on the land, A thrill in my heart,—and—my sweetheart’s hand.
There is good imagery in this stanza. It sets two different moods at once. The gray sea and sky make me think of a very gloomy or sad day. Then there is the peak of sunlight that touches the sea so softly. It indicates that there is always good no matter how much bad there is.
I had not thought of violets late,
She mentions violets in many of her other writings. I am still trying to understand the significance behind them.
Sonnet
A sonnet is a type of poem that consists of 14 lines using any number of schemes.
The perfect loveliness that God has made,—Wild violets shy and Heaven-mounting dreams.
I am constantly explaining that a lot of these authors include religion within their writing.
So far from sweet real things my thoughts had strayed,I had forgot wide fields; and clear brown streams;
She seems to be saying that other things in nature are not as beautiful as her 'violets'. This may indicate that while there is beauty in the world, there is also ugly.
The thought of violets meant florists' shops,And bows and pins, and perfumed papers fine;
Florists' do a good job at enhancing the beauty of fresh flowers when they are in season. To relate this to reality, there are a lot of beautiful things that come within the Spring season. This includes the beauty that people find in themselves.
The wild, shy kind that spring beneath your feetIn wistful April days, when lovers mateAnd wander through the fields in raptures sweet.
Flowers begin to bloom in the Spring time which is a season that is said to bring joy, happiness, and peace. The change of season can even be considered refreshing in which it gives people the opportunity to start fresh.
I had not thought of violets late,
She mentions violets in many of of her other writings. I am still trying to understanding the significance behind them.
Sonnet
A sonnet is a type of poem that consists of 14 lines using any number of rhyme schemes.
The panoply of war, the martial tred of men, Grim-faced, stern-eyed, gazing beyond the ken Of lesser souls, whose eyes have not seen Death,
She is explaining how the white Europeans started a war against the Africans in capturing them, taking them from their homeland, and selling them in America. The reason that they did this is because they thought that black people were lesser than white people.
I sit and sew—a useless task it seems, My hands grown tired, my head weighed down with dreams—
She feels that she should be doing more than just sitting around and doing a useless task. She has aspirations to do better things.
And the Easter bells chimed a solemn requiem as the flames slowly licked up the faded violets. Was it merely fancy on the wife's part, or did the husband really sigh,—a long, quivering breath of remembrance?
Other than these events taking place on Easter day, I'm confused as to how this story is important to Easter.
It is Easter again. As of old, the joyous bells clang out the glad news of the resurrection. The giddy, dancing sunbeams laugh riotously in field and street; birds carol their sweet twitterings everywhere, and the heavy perfume of flowers scents the golden atmosphere with inspiring fragrance.
As mentioned in a previous annotation, Easter is the celebration of Jesus' resurrection in which he rose from the dead.
Keep them always in remembrance of me, and if aught should occur to separate us, press these flowers to your lips, and I will be with you in spirit, permeating your heart with unutterable love and happiness."
God and Jesus are apart of everything that we do. Even though they are not here physically, they are here in spirit.
you always wished for a lock of my hair, so I'll tie these flowers with them
I wonder if there is a deeper meaning as to why this person wanted a lock of hair.
The violets and pinks are from a bunch I wore to-day, and when kneeling at the altar, during communion, did I sin, dear, when I thought of you?
Easter always falls on a Sunday because it is one of many holidays that is celebrated by Christians. Easter is the day that Jesus was resurrected. So Christians celebrate his rebirth.
"Dear, I send you this little bunch of flowers as my Easter token.
Flowers are one of many symbols that is often associated with Easter.
For in the dawn of the perfect morn, it had arisen, stretched out its arms in glorious happiness to greet the Saviour and said its hallelujahs, merrily trilling out carols of bird, and organ and flower-song. But the evening had come, and rest.
The rays of the sun touch everything to light up the world. This reminds me of Sundays which is the day that Christians attend church. It is said to be a joyous day that is dedicated to praise and worship to God.
No other race, when free again, Forgot the past and proved them men So noble in forgiving.
Previously enslaved Africans can not forget the terrible life that they were forced to live.
Go on and up! Our souls and eyes Shall follow thy continuous rise; Our ears shall list thy story From bards who from thy root shall spring, and proudly tune their lyres to sing Of Ethiopia's glory.
This reminds me of a eulogy that is to be said in the name of the deceased. These are the ending thoughts before their soul is finally free to depart and fly to the sky.
They tread the fields where honour calls; Their voices sound through senate halls In majesty and power. To right they cling; the hymns they sing Up to the skies in beauty ring, And bolder grow each hour.
This makes me think that the author is talking about the souls of these Africans. He talks about voices and hymns is if they are singing to their God. He even says that they are escaping to the skies.
The forests flee before their stroke, Their hammers ring their forges smoke, They sit in honest labour.
This indicates that everything is living and prospering as it is untouched or harmed in any way.
The plant of freedom upward sprung, And spred its leaves so fresh and young— Its blossoms now are blowing.
The land of Ethiopia is where its people are able to be free. Freedom is in anything in their homeland.
I know the pangs which thou didst feel, When Slavery crushed thee with its heel, With thy dear blood all gory.
The slaves were not the only things that were hurt during slavery. The African countries were hurt as well because they were stripped of their people and their fortunes.
ODE TO ETHIOPIA
An address to Ethiopia
When he beats his bars and he would be free; It is not a carol of joy or glee,
A continuous fight that will eventually lead to freedom. Instead of it being 'joy or glee', it is to be relief.
And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars And they pulse again with a keener sting—
Slaves have been beaten but were expected to keep moving forward.
I know why the caged bird beats his wing Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
This took a completely different turn than expected from the first stanza. The bird seems to be physically hurting itself as if it has lost its mind. I am wondering how the author knows why the bird is doing this. Maybe Paul has dealt with some problems that caused him to beat himself up.
When the sun is bright on the upland slopes; When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass, And the river flows like a stream of glass; When the first bird sings and the first bud opes, And the faint perfume from its chalice steals—
This describes the beginning signs of the Spring season. When spring comes, the season often brings happiness to many people. Spring is often described as a season to make changes. To start over.
I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
This like a response to Maya Angelou's poem I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings.
Sympathy
Sympathy is defined as feelings of pity and sorrow for someone else's misfortune.
And ever the man he rides me hard, And never a night stays he; For I feel his curse as a haunted bough, On the trunk of a haunted tree.
The tree is reliving the memory of the lynching on its body. This is why it feels haunted.
And never more shall leaves come forth On the bough that bears the ban; I am burned with dread, I am dried and dead, From the curse of a guiltless man.
The tree feels pity for the victim that was lynched. It feels as though it is dying with him. It does not see any point in growing anymore because of what it was forced to experience and witness.
I feel the rope against my bark, And the weight of him in my grain, I feel in the throe of his final woe The touch of my own last pain
This indicates that a man is being lynched on this said oak tree. The tree can feel the weight of the body as well as the great struggle as this victim is being hanged.
They have no care for his innocence
White people at this time did not care about the innocence of these black people. They were just being selfish.
And now they beat at the prison door, "Ho, keeper, do not stay!
Is this an actual prison door? It seems as though it is establishing a black person as a criminal who should be in prison.
He prayed his prayer and he swore his oath, And he raised his hand to the sky
He did what needed to be done and is giving everything up to his faith. In other words, he is surrendering.
They'd charged him with the old, old crime, And set him fast in jail
Black people were often depicted as criminals just because of the color of their skin. This was not a true crime.
My leaves were green as the best, I trow, And sap ran free in my veins, But I saw in the moonlight dim and weird A guiltless victim's pains.
This is in reference to how Africans came to be slaves. They were once free to do as they please as well as had the right to themselves when they were on their homeland. They were lively and happy until they were captured to be forced to work for white oppressors. This is when their spirits died. They were treated like criminals even though they had done no crime.
The Haunted Oak
Haunted Oak tree: should it be taken literally or figuratively?
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries To thee from tortured souls arise.
I've mentioned in many of our discussions how important religion is in the African American culture. Black people or people in general often look to God or Christ for guidance and healing. These two powerful figures are said to be the ones who are all-knowing.
Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs?
The discussion of slavery and hate towards the black community is often overlooked. The oppressors feel as though these problems are not that serious.
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile
Some people are able to smile through all of the pain that they have dealt with or continuing to endure in their lives. However, that does not mean that they are no longer their. It is just that people try or do not like to wear their feelings on their sleeves. Otherwise, people might see them as weak.
We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes
People often put on a 'front' when in public to make them appear as something other than what or who they actually are. In other words, this mask can be made to hide one's truth.
We Wear the Mask
The title of the poem itself has a very huge impact on the reader. These four words are very powerful.
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The Nig also started each of their chapters with a poem. I feel as though they put more emphasis and express a greater meaning for the following readings.
They that walked in darkness sang songs in the olden days—Sorrow Songs—for they were weary at heart.
Slaves sung negro spirituals while they were working on the plantations. They sung them to express their many emotions. If they were in their lowest, they would sing something to bring up their spirits.
I whiten my black men—I blacken my white!
Change of color or race will help the opposed come to a realization of the difference in their lives.
I will be black as blackness can— The blacker the mantle, the mightier the man! For blackness was ancient ere whiteness began.
He is basically saying that black people are much more powerful because of all of their struggles that they have overcome.
I am darkening with song
This makes me think about our discussion of spirituals. They were heavily associated with negroes in slavery.
Shedding the blood of bloodless crimes
Slaves were abused in many ways as if they were criminals. In reality, all they have ever done was live their lives and be people of color.
Inspiration of iron times
Inspired by those who have endured slavery?
I am wreathing broken hearts, I am sheathing love’s light darts;
He is covering or shielding love that is innocent.
I am whirling home to God;
Smoke eventually fades as it thins out when it is rising further up into the sky. This can be compared to a soul escaping to heaven.
I am the thought of the throbbing mills, I am the soul of the soul-toil kills, Wraith of the ripple of trading rills;
This makes me think about the land and the plantations that slaves working on. I get the impression that he is saying that all of that is just a memory but it will still remain apart of him.
I am swinging in the sky, I am wringing worlds awry;
He is literally comparing himself to smoke. He is describing how smoke moves and twirls when it goes up in the sky. This is indicating that he feels free.
I am the Smoke King I am black!
Repeated at the beginning of every stanza.
Well this story has no moral And this story has got no end Well the story just goes to show you women That there ain’t no good in men He was her man, but he done her wrong
Very interesting ending. Had they not added this I would have been more confused in trying to find some deeper meaning within this story.
He was her man, and he was doing her wrong
Repetition throughout the entire song. It puts more emphasis and adds meaning to the story.
Frankie went home to get a-hold Of Johnny's shooting gun He was her man, but he done her wrong
She is clearly very upset and will do anything to show that she is not to be messed with. Even if that means taking her own lover's life.
"Well, I don't want to cause you no trouble And I don't want to tell you no lies But I seen your man about an hour ago With that high-browed Nellie Bly He was your man, I think he's doing you wrong"
He's saying that he does not want to cause any problems but yet he is still involved. This can be a good thing and a bad thing. The bartender agrees that Johnny is doing Franky wrong and wants to be helpful.
She said to the fat bartender
I like that the writer of this song thought that it was important to add that the bartender was fat. It definitely helps with setting the scene of the bar.
Well, Frankie went down to the corner To get a bucket of beer
Not typically done by a classy lady. So Frankie is definitely a free spirit and doesn't conform to society's standards.
Frankie and Johnny were lovers Oh lordy, how they could love Swore to be true to each other Just as true as the stars above
They made it clear to everyone around them of how much they loved each other. I read this stanza a few times because at first I thought that it was indicating that this was a biracial relationship. Such relationships are often used negatively during this era and even today.
Frankie and Johnny
Indicates that this is a third person story about two people's relationship.
THE Atlanta Exposition, at which I had been asked to make an address as a representative of the Negro race, as stated in the last chapter, was opened with a short address from Governor Bullock. After other interesting exercises, including an invocation from Bishop Nelson, of Georgia, a dedicatory ode by Albert Howell, Jr., and addresses by the President of the Exposition and Mrs. Joseph Thompson, the President of the Woman's Board, Governor Bullock introduced me with the words, "We have with us to-day a representative of Negro enterprise and Negro civilization."
Booker T Washington completely made a change in his life after being a slave for several years. He accepted the opportunity at gaining an education for himself. Following this he became sort of a public figure and was on the verge of being accepted by a larger audience.
ONE day, while at work in the coal-mine, I happened to overhear two miners talking about a great school for coloured people somewhere in Virginia. This was the first time that I had ever heard anything about any kind of school or college that was more pretentious than the little coloured school in our town.
Him explaining that he works in a coal mine indicates that this is during the industrial revolution. This was like one of the only judges that people of color were allowed to indulge in. It’s really a shame that negroes really had no sense of education that it was even surprising to them that that was an option.
AFTER the coming of freedom there were two points upon which practically all the people on our place were agreed, and I find that this was generally true throughout the South: that they must change their names, and that they must leave the old plantation for at least a few days or weeks in order that they might really feel sure that they were free.
After listening to the fourth episode of the 1619 podcast, this kind of contradicts the point that was made about how people restarted their lives once they were emancipated. The podcast explained that they didn’t have anywhere to go or any jobs to go to. Instead of the emancipation bettering their lives, it only made things worse.
I WAS born a slave on a plantation in Franklin County, Virginia. I am not quite sure of the exact place or exact date of my birth, but at any rate I suspect I must have been born somewhere and at some time. As nearly as I have been able to learn, I was born near a cross-roads post-office called Hale's Ford, and the year was 1858 or 1859. I do not know the month or the day. The earliest impressions I can now recall are of the plantation and the slave quarters -- the latter being the part of the plantation where the slaves had their cabins.
From what we have read, we find that a lot of African Americans during this time were born into slavery. They didn’t get to experience a life before that. In other words they were born to conform to these set standards. To be owned by another.
She was at last so much reduced as to be unable to stand erect for any great length of time. She would SIT at the table to wash her dishes; if she heard the well-known step of her mistress, she would rise till she returned to her room, and then sink down for further rest.
She should not have had to hide from doing such a harmless deed as sitting.
But you forget what our good minister told us last week, about doing good to those that hate us." "Didn't I do good, Aunt Abby, when I washed and ironed and packed her old duds to get rid of her, and helped her pack her trunks, and run here and there for her?"
Frado was forced to do so much for the people that didn't really care for her. These people being Mary and her mother, whom had treated her so poorly because they did not see her as their equal.
He arrived as soon as possible after the request, and saw with regret the sure indications of fatality in his sick brother, and listened to his admonitions—admonitions to a Christian life—with tears, and uttered some promises of attention to the subject so dear to the heart of James.
Admonition is defined as the act or action of admonishing; authoritative counsel or warning. In times of need or desperation, people tend to look to good for forgiveness and healing.
She was not many shades darker than Mary now; what a calamity it would be ever to hear the contrast spoken of. Mrs. Bellmont was determined the sun should have full power to darken the shade which nature had first bestowed upon her as best befitting.
Mrs. Bellmont deliberately forced Frado to work in the sun so that she can get darker and be seen as what she truly is. That being a black negro who has no similarities to that of white people.
How Jack pitied her! He relieved her jaws, brought her some supper, took her to her room, comforted her as well as he knew how, sat by her till she fell asleep, and then left for the sitting room. As he passed his mother, he remarked, "If that was the way Frado was to be treated, he hoped she would never wake again!" He then imparted her situation to his father, who seemed untouched, till a glance at Jack exposed a tearful eye. Jack went early to her next morning. She awoke sad, but refreshed. After breakfast Jack took her with him to the field, and kept her through the day. But it could not be so generally. She must return to school, to her household duties. He resolved to do what he could to protect her from Mary and his mother.
This is a repetition of the first chapter where Mag was comforted and pitied by her husband for how she was treated. Now Jack is comforting and has pity for Frado because of how poorly his mother and sister are treating her.
It occurred to Mary that it would be a punishment to Nig to compel her to cross over; so she dragged her to the edge, and told her authoritatively to go over. Nig hesitated, resisted. Mary placed herself behind the child, and, in the struggle to force her over, lost her footing and plunged into the stream. Some of the larger scholars being in sight, ran, and thus prevented Mary from drowning and Frado from falling.
There is a lot going on within these few sentences. First, Frado's name is being completely replaced with 'Nig'. Mary receives karma from being so hateful towards Frado.
She then reminded them of their duties to the poor and friendless; their cowardice in attacking a young innocent child; referred them to one who looks not on outward appearances, but on the heart. "She looks like a good girl; I think I shall love her, so lay aside all prejudice, and vie with each other in shewing kindness and good-will to one who seems different from you," were the closing remarks of the kind lady. Those kind words! The most agreeable sound which ever meets the ear of sorrowing, grieving childhood.
It seems as though this was during integration period because otherwise she would not have been allowed in a school with white people. Even though she does have lighter skin but still is not privileged with as many fortunes as the white children and their families.
He was a man who seldom decided controversies at home.
In other words, the man was the head of the household.
Mrs. Bellmont was in doubt about the utility of attempting to educate people of color, who were incapable of elevation. This subject occasioned a lengthy discussion in the family. Mr. Bellmont, Jane and Jack arguing for Frado's education; Mary and her mother objecting.
White people were considered the superior race and were allowed more advantages and fortunes than that of the supposed inferior black race.
Frado was called early in the morning by her new mistress. Her first work was to feed the hens. She was shown how it was ALWAYS to be done, and in no other way; any departure from this rule to be punished by a whipping.
Not the usually treatment towards mulattos since they have fairer skin than that of darker complexion negroes.
"Don't bump your head," said Jack, and stepped before to open the door leading into her apartment,—an unfinished chamber over the kitchen, the roof slanting nearly to the floor, so that the bed could stand only in the middle of the room. A small half window furnished light and air. Jack returned to the sitting room with the remark that the child would soon outgrow those quarters.
This reminds me of when Harriet Jacobs was hiding out in the attic of her house where there was very little space for her to even move around or stretch.
"I don't mind the nigger in the child. I should like a dozen better than one," replied her mother. "If I could make her do my work in a few years, I would keep her. I have so much trouble with girls I hire, I am almost persuaded if I have one to train up in my way from a child, I shall be able to keep them awhile. I am tired of changing every few months."
The problems of the oppressors.
"Poh! Miss Mary; if she should stay, it wouldn't be two days before you would be telling the girls about OUR nig, OUR nig!" retorted Jack.
This is where we discover the meaning behind the title of the story. I had my theories in assuming that this was a label as well as an abbreviation of the word 'nigger'.
Mr. Bellmont was a kind, humane man, who would not grudge hospitality to the poorest wanderer, nor fail to sympathize with any sufferer, however humble.
Clearly the complete opposite of Mag and his wife. Not usually expected from a white man during this era.
Why the impetuous child entered the house, we cannot tell; the door closed, and Mag hastily departed. Frado waited for the close of day, which was to bring back her mother. Alas! it never came. It was the last time she ever saw or heard of her mother.
I feel that Frado regrets even coming back after she went missing for that short period of time. It must painful to know that she could really be abandoned by her own mother at such a young age.
They were long in arranging affairs satisfactorily, and were not a little startled at the close of their conference to find Frado missing. They thought approaching night would bring her. Twilight passed into darkness, and she did not come. They thought she had understood their plans, and had, perhaps, permanently withdrawn. They could not rest without making some effort to ascertain her retreat. Seth went in pursuit, and returned without her. They rallied others when they discovered that another little colored girl was missing, a favorite playmate of Frado's. All effort proved unavailing. Mag felt sure her fears were realized, and that she might never see her again. Before her anxieties became realities, both were safely returned, and from them and their attendant they learned that they went to walk, and not minding the direction soon found themselves lost. They had climbed fences and walls, passed through thickets and marshes, and when night approached selected a thick cluster of shrubbery as a covert for the night. They were discovered by the person who now restored them, chatting of their prospects, Frado attempting to banish the childish fears of her companion. As they were some miles from home, they were kindly cared for until morning. Mag was relieved to know her child was not driven to desperation by their intentions to relieve themselves of her, and she was inclined to think severe restraint would be healthful.
Mag is completely neglectful of her children. It is kind of shocking, with the way that she talks about them, that she is showing so much concern when she realizes that her daughter want missing.
"Who'll take the black devils?" snarled Mag.
This is a very ignorant and hateful thing for a mother to say about her own children that she bore.
She was now expelled from companionship with white people; this last step—her union with a black—was the climax of repulsion.
She constantly shows that she cares about what other people think of her but clearly not enough is she was agreed to marry a black man and have mulatto children with him.
A few expressive wishes for her welfare; a hope of better days for her; an anxiety lest they should not all go to the "good place;" brief advice about their children; a hope expressed that Mag would not be neglected as she used to be; the manifestation of Christian patience; these were ALL the legacy of miserable Mag.
Black people during this time have developed psychological abuse in which they have been forced to believe that they are no good for or at anything. Therefore, they would constantly question if any good would ever become apart of their lives.
IM, proud of his treasure,—a white wife,—tried hard to fulfil his promises; and furnished her with a more comfortable dwelling, diet, and apparel.
Definitely a complete plot twist but makes it more understandable as to why she was alone before and nobody liked her. But her being a white woman marrying a black man makes things worse.
I's black outside, I know, but I's got a white heart inside. Which you rather have, a black heart in a white skin, or a white heart in a black one?"
White is often referred to purity whereas black equals to anything bad. So, he is saying that despite his supposed bad colored skin, he still has a pure heart on the inside.
Pity and love know little severance. One attends the other. Jim acknowledged the presence of the former, and his efforts in Mag's behalf told also of a finer principle.
This is indicating that Jim only has love for Mag because he feels pity for her being that she is alone with no help.
foreigners who cheapened toil and clamored for a livelihood, competed with her, and she could not thus sustain herself.
I thought it interesting that she compared slavery to a competition. Even though they are all fighting and working for the same things, they get different treatments based on only few aspects.
to speak the first words of hope and warning to those emerging into the sunlight of morality
it is best to assume that the subject of this context are unborn negro children. They are technically born with morals in which they do not yet know of the bad that will come to them in their near futures. So, their mothers or caregivers have to show them signs of hope and positivity.
"God be thanked," ejaculated Mag, as she saw its breathing cease; "no one can taunt HER with my ruin."
God is a woman in her eyes.
She knew the voice of her charmer, so ravishing, sounded far above her. It seemed like an angel's, alluring her upward and onward. She thought she could ascend to him and become an equal. She surrendered to him a priceless gem, which he proudly garnered as a trophy, with those of other victims, and left her to her fate.
It makes it difficult to understand who her supposed love is. However, it seemed as though she was describing a weird toxic relationship with her master. I gathered this theory from her labeling herself as a 'victim'.
Early deprived of parental guardianship, far removed from relatives, she was left to guide her tiny boat over life's surges alone and inexperienced. As she merged into womanhood, unprotected, uncherished, uncared for, there fell on her ear the music of love, awakening an intensity of emotion long dormant.
This indicates that she was stripped away from her family at a very young age. So she doesn’t truly know what the term family means. So she was forced to live her early life in solitude only at the expense of her master. Being that she was a woman, she had no other mother figure or role model to teach her about womanhood.
Would you blame me if to-morrow The coroner should say, A wretched girl, outcast, forlorn, Has thrown her life away?
Women are often thrown to the side when it comes to them opening about the wrong that was done against her. She feels that she isn’t heard so she resorts to other options. This is out of pity for hersel that no one else will give her.
Then bitterly outspoke the King, Through purple lips of wrath -- "What shall be done to her who dares To cross your monarch's path?"
This is like how the Europeans didn’t believe that POC deserved to have fortunes. So they made great efforts to take from them.
No marvel, then, these bitter shrieks Disturb the listening air:
Mothers scream at the lost of their children whether it is through death or if they are being sold. Their feelings are often ignored because they don’t really matter.
He is not hers, although she bore For him a mother’s pains; He is not hers, although her blood Is coursing through his veins! He is not hers, for cruel hands May rudely tear apart The only wreath of household love That binds her breaking heart
Even though she gave birth, she being an enslaved women has no right to herself or any of her possessions. Everything belongs to her master.
She is a mother pale with fear, Her boy clings to her side
To be able to bear a child shows great strength in which the women is taking a huge risk. Women were stripped of their children to be sold all over the southern area.
But, aided by Heaven, she gained a free shore, Where the friends of humanity open’d their door.
God has a plan for everyone. If people believe, they will have the guidance and protection of Him.
How say that the lawless may torture and chase A woman whose crime is the hue of her face?
Women who are considered beautiful were taken more advantage of. Their masters would rape them and have them please them.
Oh! how shall I speak of my proud country’s shame? Of the stains on her glory, how give them their name? How say that her banner in mockery waves— Her “star-spangled banner”—o’er millions of slaves?
Americans are mocking their country in which they don’t follow the laws and regulations that they created. Or rather these documents only apply to some but not all.
So pale in its aspect, so fair in its grace
I would like to assume that she is speaking about a white man when describing his pale skin. This is irony because we know that they were not fair. Or at least there was a majority that were not.
For she is a mother—her child is a slave— And she’ll give him his freedom, or find him a grave!
An enslaved woman who bears a child is only causing my hurt to herself along with her child. This is why women didn’t really care to have children with the knowledge that their child would be born a slave as well. She would literally be preparing them for death because slavery was such a hard thing to endure or even escape.
Men may tread down the poor and lowly, May crush them in anger and hate, But surely the mills of God's justice Will grind out the grist of their fate.
God is a powerful figure along with religion being a powerful aspect within slavery. As often mentioned, slaves looked to religion for hope and motivation in their tragic lives. God is a healer and provider.
But hark! from our Southland are floating Sobs of anguish, murmurs of pain, And women heart-stricken are weeping Over their tortured and their slain.
People were enslaved in the Southern states whereas the Northern states were considered the free states.
For beasts you have gentle compassion; Your mercy and pity they share. For the wretched, outcast and fallen You have tenderness, love and care
These beasts are the white Europeans in which they have evil mannerisms to them. The ‘mercy and pity’ of these slaves are in the hands of their masters in which they have the choice to give these to them.
The wee waifs and toddlers neglected, Robbed of sunshine, music and mirth.
Children were robbed of their innocence in which they were not allowed a childhood. They were born into a form of ‘hell’ one may say. Once they reach the acceptable age, they are immediately put to work.
Neath sheltering vines and stately palms Shall laughing children play
Children often maintain their childhood up until a certain point in their lives. It shows innocence and it is hard to tear something like that down.
Redeemed from dust, and freed from chains, Her sons shall lift their eyes
Holding your held high shows signs of hope and positivity. Hanging your head low shoes signs of defeat. People often look up to the skies as if they are looking up to God for strength.
His fetters from her soul, The mighty hand of God shall break
Slaves were bonded not only physically but through mind, body, and soul. Their sense of self was destroyed through the destruction of their identities. Only God is powerful enough to relieve all of these troubles they had endured.
Yes, Ethiopia yet shall stretch Her bleeding hands abroad
African countries are worth much more than what the white Europeans made it out to be. It shouldn’t have been taken advantage of. These supposed bleeding hands are like the roots of Africa which were torn about due to all that was taken away. These things including their people and their fortunes.
His pleasure is to wipe the tear Of sorrow from the mourner’s cheek, The languid, fainting heart to cheer, To succor and protect the weak.
He is discussing God's duties to humanity. God is known to be a healer and a provider. He is there to heal the pain and sorrow. He then helps provide pleasure and joy in peoples lives.
When through the opening vista round, Shines on him no pellucid ray, Like beam of early morning found, The harbinger of perfect day; But like the midnight’s darkening frown, When stormy tempests roar on high, When pealing thunder shakes the ground, And lurid lightning rends the sky!
He is comparing day and night to the good and bad in peoples lives. When people are in a good mood, everything appears to be bright. Light indicates positivity and goodness. Dark indicates negativity and gloom.
Scathing his heart with deadly blight, Choking that welling spring of love, Which lifts the soul to God above,
From my understanding, he is talking about a really heartbreak that may ruin the soul. In this case, it is to the point where the subject no longer wants to move on. They are putting their life in God's hands in hope for some sort of guidance.
When friends desert in trial’s hour, And hope sheds but a feeble ray; When all the powers of earth and hell Combine to break his spirit down, And strive, with their terrific yell, To crush his soul beneath their frown
No one is going to always be there to hold your hand through your trials and tribulations. It can be hard to avoid all the bad along the way and it is only best to move through it because there is still a life to live ahead of you.
But, to his own fixed purpose true, The path which God and nature’s laws Point out, doth earnestly pursue.
It is important for one to remain on their path to success.
I LOVE the man whose lofty mind On God and its own strength relies; Who seeks the welfare of his kind,
This is self-reliance defined in a poetic manner
Till, north and south, and east and west, The wrongs we bear shall be redressed.
Good ending because with all the bad that has happened, he remains hopeful. He maintains a positive mindset that the said 'inferior' race will have vengeance.
Here Christian writhes in bondage still, Beneath his brother Christian's rod, And pastors trample down at will, The image of the living God.
As mentioned in an earlier annotation, religion was a very important aspect in the lives of the oppresses. It would give them hope that maybe someday they would be rid of these cruel punishments they had endured. I feel that these lines are indication that the oppressors have no religious part in their body's because of what they had allowed to occur as well as participated in. At the end of the day, only God is the one who is allowed to judge.
The cry of fathers, mothers, wives, Severed from all their hearts hold dear, And doomed to spend their wretched lives In gloom, and doubt, and hate, and fear
Families were stripped from each other because no master ever wanted a group of slaves. They had no sympathy or even considered their careless actions. One could only imagine the thoughts going through these enslaved minds. They had no way of knowing whether their loved ones were alive or dead.
wretchedness
Wretchedness defined: very unfortunate in condition or circumstances; miserable; pitiable. This is a word that David Walker constantly brought up in his appeal. With this he is saying that the oppressed has self-pity and are miserable because of the lives that they are forced to live at the hands of their white oppressors.
Ascending up to God on high
In one of our readings, the author mentioned that slaves could only ever be free through their death. Only God could help heal their pain.
While that same flag whose stripes and stars Had been their guide through freedom's wars
The American flag is the biggest symbol of America.
Seen free-born men, uncharged with crime, Consigned unto a slaver's pen,— Or thrust into a prison cell, With thieves and murderers to dwell
They were born free in their native lands but were captured and treated like prisoners in which they were often held captive. In reality, their kidnappers were the real criminals.
That their own sons would live in dread, Under unjust, oppressive laws:
This shows that Whitfield was influenced by David Walker. Walker criticized these said rights that were meant to be bestowed upon all people of America. However, they were unjust and tricky.
For their own children, in whose veins Should flow that patriotic blood, So freely shed on field and flood.
This makes me think about how the enslaved women were seen as vulnerable in the eyes of their white masters. They were greatly taken advantage of because they knew they could not fight back. Otherwise, more cruel consequences would be met. These women would be raped and bare a child by the master. This is how mulattoes were made. They had both African blood and 'Anglo-saxon' blood running through their veins. This would allow for some leniency but only but so much.
Was it for this, they shed their blood, On hill and plain, on field and flood? Was it for this, that wealth and life Were staked upon that desperate strife, Which drenched this land for seven long years With blood of men, and women's tears?
Whitfield paints this picture of the great sacrifice that slaves were forced to make. He sets this mood of sarcasm when stating that they 'shed their blood' but it was for something that wasn't or could never be there's. Meaning that they did not have any rights to themselves or the land that they were forced to work in more than live on. At this time, White people had the mindset that they had the immediate right to wealth and other fortunes simply because of the color their skin in comparison to the slaves' skin. White usually indicates purity.
America, it is to thee, Thou boasted land of liberty,— It is to thee I raise my song, Thou land of blood, and crime, and wrong. It is to thee, my native land, From whence has issued many a band To tear the black man from his soil, And force him here to delve and toil; Chained on your blood-bemoistened sod, Cringing beneath a tyrant's rod, Stripped of those rights which Nature's God Bequeathed to all the human race, Bound to a petty tyrant's nod, Because he wears a paler face.
Here he criticizes the supposed expectations that come with the American culture. He specifically he lights "life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness" which is meant to be bestowed upon all Americans as well as immigrants. The immigrants in this case being the slaves. All men were meant to be created equal as said in the Constitution and these 'pale face' Americans even disobeyed God. Religion seems to be a key aspect in these older writings
When the day of sale came, she took her place among the chattels, and at the first call she sprang upon the auction-block. Many voices called out, "Shame! Shame! Who is going to sell you, aunt Marthy? Don't stand there! That is no place for you."
One would not expect white people to have stood up for a slave unless in the free North states. But Aunt Marthy clearly made an impression on the people whom she was surrounded by.
On the appointed day, the customary advertisement was posted up, proclaiming that there would be "a public sale of negroes, horses, &c."
This greatly indicates how poorly slaves were treated. They were sold with horses as if they both fall into the same category in society.
It was her labor that supplied my scanty wardrobe. I have a vivid recollection of the linsey-woolsey dress given me every winter by Mrs. Flint. How I hated it! It was one of the badges of slavery.
She indicates that their are many 'badges of slavery'. Slaves were expected to wear a certain attire when in the presence of their oppressors. It was meant to show decency because their own clothing I am sure was considered indecent. The most obvious badge of slavery is simply the color of their skin. It is the most clear difference among the slaves and their masters/mistresses.
I argued that we were growing older and stronger, and that perhaps we might, before long, be allowed to hire our own time, and then we could earn money to buy our freedom. William declared this was much easier to say than to do; moreover, he did not intend to buy his freedom. We held daily controversies upon this subject.
Considering their situation, Jacobs remained hopeful and tried her best to stay in high spirits while also giving herself time to mourn. Her brother on the other hand does not really believe that it is possible for them to buy their freedom. There is a lot that comes with doing. Especially, since they make very little for their services.
while the dead body of my father was lying within a mile of me. What cared my owners for that? he was merely a piece of property
this was a very heartbreaking experience. even if her master and mistress had any knowledge of her father's death, they clearly have sort of sympathy in which they treat they slaves exactly the way they feel that they are meant to be treated. 'he was merely a piece of property' but they don't care because they have to power and ability to buy another. they are also possess many others.
When we entered our new home we encountered Page 18 cold looks, cold words, and cold treatment.
a home is meant to be a place of warmth and love but in this case it is quite the opposite. there is a complete change in tone and setting when Jacobs and are brother were introduced to their new master, Dr. Flint.
When my father reproved him for it, he said, "You both called me, and I didn't know which I ought to go to first." "You are my child," replied our father, "and when I call you, you should come immediately, if you have to pass through fire and water." Poor Willie! He was now to learn his first lesson of obedience to a master
her dialect makes these few sentences a bit confusing to understand. this distinction of the father figure has great significance. Willie knows that he has to listen and obey these two men, this including Dr. Flint and his actual father. Brent made it seem as though Dr. Flint is meant to be looked at as a father figure as well as a master.
While I was with her, she taught me to read and spell; and for this privilege, which so rarely falls to the lot of a slave, I bless her memory.
as mentioned in an earlier annotation, African slaves were not given the privilege of an education. their masters didn't really allow it because in this time white people did not see fit for an African to have an education because they are believed to not be worthy to possess such a good quality
My prayers were not answered. She died, and they buried her in the little churchyard, where, day after day, my tears fell upon her grave.
i understand that her mistress raised her but it's so odd to think that a slave could love her owner.
No toilsome or disagreeable duties were imposed upon me. My mistress was so kind to me that I was always glad to do her bidding, and proud to labor for her as much as my young years would permit. I would sit by her side for hours, sewing diligently, with a heart as free from care as that of any free-born white child.
because of how her mother was known, she was treated woth respect and kindness at the hands of her mother's mistress. she was not forced into hard labor which is why she compared herself to that of a 'free-born white child'
The reader probably knows that no promise or writing given to a slave is legally binding; for, according to Southern laws, a slave, being property, can hold no property
as mentioned in earlier annotations, a slave did not have the right to themselves. when her grandmother had children, they too become property of her mistress' family. no matter if they had worked for something on their own, whatever they gain from it still does not belong to them
But as she grew older she evinced so much intelligence, and was so faithful, that her master and mistress could not help seeing it was for their interest to take care of such a valuable piece of property. She became an indispensable personage in the household, officiating in all capacities, from cook and wet nurse to seamstress. She was much praised for her cooking; and her nice crackers became so famous in the neighborhood that many people were desirous of obtaining them. In consequence of numerous requests of this kind, she asked permission of her mistress to bake crackers at night, after all the household work was done; and she obtained leave to do it, provided she would clothe herself and her children from the profits
even with all the good that her grandmother possesses, she could never really do enough to be able to provide for her family. her intelligence and faithfulness allowed for leniency in which she also received respect for the good work that she has done. as a slave, you would only be paid but so much which is why she created a side business of baking crackers. of course because she can do anything on her own terms, she had to ask permission of her mistress to be able to sell them to the public. she made this huge effort to be able to pay for all of her children whom were the property of other masters
They lived together in a comfortable home; and, though we were all slaves, I was so fondly shielded that I never dreamed I was a piece Page 12 of merchandise, trusted to them for safe keeping, and liable to be demanded of them at any moment.
This highlights how different of an experience it is when you are born into slavery and then initially introduced to slavery. As Brent was a child, she had a little more freedom to do what she wanted and live what seemed to be a normal life. I'm sure that it was very difficult to come to terms with the fact that she had no self-autonomy in which she discovered that she was in fact a slave like the rest of her family.
At her request, I have revised her manuscript; but such changes as I have made have been mainly for purposes of condensation and orderly arrangement.
As Linda Brent was a slave, she did not necessarily have the pleasure of obtaining an education. So she had the help of Lydia Childs in which she wrote Brent's story for her.
But I do earnestly desire to arouse the women of the North to a realizing sense of the condition of two millions of women at the South, still in bondage, suffering what I suffered, and most of them far worse. I want to add my testimony to that of abler pens to convince the people of the Free States what Slavery really is.
as she mentions, the North was wear the free states were. slaves stuck in the south have tried to escape to the north for refuge. this was also a cry for help to convince the people of the north to help with abolishing slavery or at least help free the slaves.
READER, be assured this narrative is no fiction. I am aware that some of my adventures may seem incredible; but they are, nevertheless, strictly true.
having read this before, i know that Jacobs deemed it necessary to include this within her preface so that readers will truly understand that her story is more real than fake. With her including several chapters that highlight the events within her childhood to her adulthood, she does not hold anything back. It also was not very common for slaves to take such a huge risk in criticizing the wrongs that was done by them during this act of slavery. This is why she used the pseudonym Linda Brent to maintain her identity.
And let her songs be loudly heard
I'm not sure as to why he is saying 'she' and 'her' but in reference to himself, this may mean that he wants his story to be heard.
George Moses Horton, Myself
This is an autobiographical poem. So, in a sense, Horton wrote this poem as like a letter to himself.
She like a restless bird
Who is this 'she' that he is referencing?
Or mount up from the earth into the sky, To show what Heaven can do.
It seems as though he wants to become closer to God or further embrace his religion.
I know that I am old And never can recover what is past, But for the future may some light unfold And soar from ages blast.
He cannot relive his past or take back the years where he was enslaved. He just hopes for a better and more pleasurable future to come
My heart to lift, my empty mind to feed
Horton didn't have the immediate pleasure to an education. He was taught to read and write when he was an adult. This then led him to the path to writing poetry
Weep for the downfall of your president,Who far too late his folly must repent;
Folly means fololishness and repent means regret or remorse. The president can’t take back all that he has allowed to occur when the time for the slaves revenge comes
Our treasures left, and all their banks destroyed;
This indicates that the slaves are taking back what is rightfully there’s. White people and Europeans were greedy and stole many valuables from the African lands.
Trees by the vengeance blasted to the root!
This makes me think about the whips that are used for slaves punishment. The whips are made and taken from trees. Vengeance is another word for revenge. So this could man that the slaves are switching roles and putting the weapon formed against them into their own hands.
Weep for the seas of blood the battle cost
This context insists that this poem is about war. But I am viewing as war between the black people and the white people. Black slaves lose so much blood at the end hands of the white people through abuse both verbal and physical. Otherwise, psychological and physical abuse/violence
The conscript husbands and the weeping wives!
Conscript is defined as enlist (someone) compulsory, typically into the armed services. Male slaves were forced to fight for the country that did not allow them autonomy. They had to leave their wives and children behind to work and fend for themselves.
Weep for the country in its present state,And of the gloom which still the future waits;
This poem, like his others, was written during the time of his enslavement. He believes that because slavery was evenallowed to happen, there is no hope for the future. In other words, the country should be ashamed of itself. Obviously excluding the slaves who have no autonomy.
On Seeing His Works
this is a poem about her critiquing and enjoying this Young African Painter's art
Aurora’s
Aurora is constantly mentioned in several of her poems. most of them highlighting the Sleeping Beauty aspect
And view the landscapes in the realms above
this kind of answers my last annotation. she seems be saying that his work will live on even after his death
May peace with balmy wings your soul invest!
this makes me wonder if this painter was deceased at the time of her writing this poem
On deathless glories fix thine ardent view
ardent means enthusiastic or passionate. so i'm assuming that she is asking him to continue to express passion for his art
breathing figures
this makes me think of self-portraits. when creating these, you have to do your best at making it look realistic as if you're looking in a mirror
Hymn
a hymn id a religious song or poem of praise to God or a god. throughout the poem, Phillis Wheatley gives praise to God for giving the Earth night and day
Aurora
Aurora also has the name "Sleeping Beauty". This basically states that that the light of the day is the special kiss to wake everyone up
The living temples of our God below! Fill'd with the praise of him who gives the light, And draws the sable curtains of the night
God is often referred to as the light of the world in which he shined light upon the darkness that Earth once ways. He allows for a new day and when time gives us night
Soft purl the streams, the birds renew their notes, And through the air their mingled music floats.
at the end of the day, we often hear birds giving their last calls before they go to rest for the night