Songs of Jamaica (1912)

To a Comrade

LITTLE comrade, never min’
Though another is unkin’;
“Of de pain o’ dis ya wul’
We must suck we bellyful.”[1]

Little comrade, moan not so,
Oh, you fill my heart with woe!
Sad I listen to your cries,
Can’t you ope your burnin’ eyes?

Little comrade, though ’tis hot,[2]
Say you will revenge him not:[3]
Talk not thus, you mek me grieve,
Promise me you will forgive.

Little comrade, never min’
Though a brother is unkin’;
Treat him kindest as you can,
Show yourself the better man

  1. See 'Whe' fe do', which the author and his little comrade had been reading together
  2. Painful
  3. Tell me you will not take vengeance on him


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