By: Angela Weld Grimké

“The black hand plucks and plucks / At the bricks.”

By: Carrie W. Clifford

“Altho no particle may stop or stay— / This Law immutable, you may not sway…”

By: Lillian B. Jones

“I shall consider myself the advance guard of a mighty nation.”

By: Lillian B. Jones

“As a separate and distinct people we have a destiny to weave…”

By: Georgia Douglas Johnson

“Not wholly this or that, / But wrought / Of alien bloods am I…”

By: Lillian B. Jones

“I saw a people, a black people, tilling the soil with a song of real joy upon their lips.”

By: Lillian B. Jones

“It seemed a week of horrors to our people throughout the land.”

By: Claude McKay

“Life still lingers, questioningly strange, / Timid and quivering, naked and alone…”

By: Lillian B. Jones

“I feel that my life has been utterly worthless.”

By: W.E.B. Du Bois

“Even the megascope is slave to Time.”

By: Robert Gilbert Wells

I brought him back to life again.

By: Claude McKay

“Mine is the future grinding down to-day…”

By: W.E.B. Du Bois

Almost he died with the pain of that fierce grasp.

By: Angela Morgan

“Hid within a lump of clay, / A light more terrible than day…”

By: Robert Gilbert Wells

“God never intended the whip and gospel should go hand in hand.”