The Little Black Boy by William Blake : The Poetry Foundation
My mother bore me in the southern wild, / And I am black, but O! my soul is white; / White as an angel is the English child: / But…
My mother bore me in the southern wild, / And I am black, but O! my soul is white; / White as an angel is the English child: / But…
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