XXV
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
· (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of The Runaway Slave at Pilgrim's Point
From the white man's house, and the black man's hut,
I carried the little body on.
The forest's arms did round us shut,
And silence through the trees did run:
They asked no question as I went,—
They stood too high for astonishment,—
They could see God sit on his throne.