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Ethiopia Saluting the Colors

Ethiopia Saluting the Colors

1
WHO are you, dusky woman, so ancient, hardly human,
With your woolly-white and turban’d head, and bare bony feet?
Why, rising by the roadside here, do you the colors greet?

2
(‘Tis while our army lines Carolina’s sand and pines,
Forth from thy hovel door, thou, Ethiopia, com’st to me,
As, under doughty Sherman, I march toward the sea.)

3
Me, master, years a hundred, since from my parents sunder’d,
A little child, they caught me as the savage beast is caught;
Then hither me, across the sea, the cruel slaver brought.

4
No further does she say, but lingering all the day,
Her high-borne turban’d head she wags, and rolls her darkling eye,
And curtseys to the regiments, the guidons moving by.

5
What is it, fateful woman-so blear, hardly human?
Why wag your head, with turban bound-yellow, red and green?
Are the things so strange and marvelous, you see or have seen?



Poem Ethiopia Saluting the Colors - Walt Whitman