I know that I will always be expected to have extra insight into black texts--especially texts by black women. A working-class Jew...ish woman from Brooklyn could become an expert on Shakespeare or Baudelaire, my students seemed to believe, if she mastered the language, the texts, and the critical literature. But they would not grant that a middle-class white man could ever be a trusted authority on Toni Morrison.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Yet this aboundant issue seem'd to me, But hope of Orphans, and un-fathered fruite,... For sommer and his pleasures waite on thee, And thou away, the very birds are mute. Or if they sing, tis with so dull a cheere. That leaves looke pale, dreading the winter's neere.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Every morn and every night Some to misery are born.... Every morn and every night Some are born to sweet delight. Some are born to sweet delight, Some are born to endless night.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »