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9 quotes from The Weary Blues by Langston Hughes, each verified verbatim against the text and located in the book.

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Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, / Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon, / I heard a Negro play. / Down on Lenox Avenue the other night / By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light / He did a lazy sway.... / He did a lazy sway.... / To the tune o' those Weary Blues.
Langston Hughes, "The Weary Blues", The Weary Blues (1926)
I got the Weary Blues / And I can't be satisfied. / Got the Weary Blues / And can't be satisfied— / I ain't happy no mo' / And I wish that I had died.
The piano player (sung) · Langston Hughes, "The Weary Blues", The Weary Blues (1926)
The stars went out and so did the moon. / The singer stopped playing and went to bed / While the Weary Blues echoed through his head. / He slept like a rock or a man that's dead.
Langston Hughes, "The Weary Blues", The Weary Blues (1926)
I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. / My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
Langston Hughes, "The Negro Speaks of Rivers", The Weary Blues (1926)
Rest at pale evening.... / A tall, slim tree.... / Night coming tenderly / Black like me.
Langston Hughes, "Dream Variations", The Weary Blues (1926)
Well, son, I'll tell you: / Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
The mother · Langston Hughes, "Mother to Son", The Weary Blues (1926)
I, too, sing America. / I am the darker brother.
Langston Hughes, "Epilogue" ("I, Too"), The Weary Blues (1926)
We have tomorrow / Bright before us / Like a flame.
Langston Hughes, "Poem", The Weary Blues (1926)
The night is beautiful, / So the faces of my people. / The stars are beautiful, / So the eyes of my people. / Beautiful, also, is the sun. / Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people.
Langston Hughes, "Poem", The Weary Blues (1926)

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