Caroling Dusk/The Wild Goat

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THE WILD GOAT[1]

O you would clothe me in silken frocks
 And house me from the cold,
And bind with bright bands my glossy locks,
 And buy me chains of gold.

And give me—meekly to do my will—
 The hapless sons of men:—
But the wild goat bounding on the barren hill
 Droops in the grassy pen.


  1. ↑ From “Harlem Shadows” by Claude McKay, Copyright 1922, by Harcourt, Brace & Company, Inc.
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