Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. – Langston Hughes
Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow. – Langston Hughes
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. – Langston Hughes
Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow. – Langston Hughes
We build our temples for tomorrow, strong as we know how, and we stand on top of the mountain, free within ourselves. – Langston Hughes
Negroes – Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day – They change their mind. – Langston Hughes
The heavy rain beat down the tender branches of vine and jessamine, and trampled on them in its fury; and when the lightning gleamed, it showed the tearful leaves shivering and cowering together at the window, and tapping at it urgently, as if beseeching to be sheltered from the dismal night. – Charles Dickens, Martin Chuzzlewit, Chapter XLIII