Paul Laurence Dunbar

The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar


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been list'nin' to them lawyers 22

       I've been watchin' of 'em, parson 39

       I've journeyed 'roun' consid'able, a-seein' men an' things 147

       Jes' lak toddy wahms you thoo' 148

       Just whistle a bit, if the day be dark 98

       Key and bar, key and bar 201

       Kiss me, Miami, thou most constant one! 277

       Know you, winds that blow your course 40

       Lay me down beneaf de willers in de grass 142

       Lead gently, Lord, and slow 98

       Let me close the eyes of my soul 261

       Let those who will stride on their barren roads 214

       'Lias! 'Lias! Bless de Lawd! 190

       Like sea-washed sand upon the shore 202

       Like the blush upon the rose 282

       Little brown baby wif spa'klin' eyes 134

       Little brown face full of smiles 267

       Little lady at de do' 177

       Long had I grieved at what I deemed abuse 106

       Long since, in sore distress, I heard one pray 123

       Long time ago, we too set out 119

       Long years ago, within a distant clime 104

       Love hath the wings of the butterfly 117

       Love is the light of the world, my dear 231

       Love me. I care not what the circling years 89

       Love used to carry a bow, you know 258

       Lucy done gone back on me 136

       Mammy's in de kitchen, an' de do' is shet 241

       Mastah drink his ol' Made'a 213

       Men may sing of their Havanas, elevating to the stars 129

       Mother's gone a-visitin' to spend a month er two 79

       My cot was down by a cypress grove 8

       My heart to thy heart 13

       My lady love lives far away 288

       My muvver's ist the nicest one 247

       My neighbor lives on the hill 192

       My soul, lost in the music's mist 76

       Night, dim night, and it rains, my love, it rains 227

       Night is for sorrow and dawn is for joy 90

       Not o'er thy dust let there be spent 18

       No matter what you call it 287

       Not they who soar, but they who plod 18

       Not to the midnight of the gloomy past 214

       O li'l' lamb out in de col' 133

       O Lord, the hard-won miles 11

       O Mother Race! to thee I bring 15

       October is the treasurer of the year 63

       Oh, de clouds is mighty heavy 169

       Oh, de grubbin'-hoe's a-rustin' in de co'nah 67

       Oh, de weathah it is balmy an' de breeze is sighin' low 207

       Oh, dere's lots o' keer an' trouble 20

       Oh for the breath of the briny deep 92

       Oh, I am hurt to death, my Love 72

       Oh, I des received a letter f'om de sweetest little gal 266

       Oh, I haven't got long to live, for we all 48

       Oh, summer has clothed the earth 91

       Oh the breeze is blowin' balmy 262

       Oh, the day has set me dreaming 107

       Oh, the little bird is rocking in the cradle of the wind 245

       Oh, the poets may sing of their Lady Irenes 26

       Oh to have you in May 166

       Oh, what shall I do? I am wholly upset 131

       Oh, who is the Lord of the land of life 268

       Oh, who would be sad tho' the sky be a-graying 236

       Oh, wind of the spring-time, oh, free wind of May 221

       On a summer's day as I sat by a stream 248

       On the wide veranda white 59

       Once Love grew bold and arrogant of air 102

       One night in my room, still and beamless 109

       Our good knight, Ted, girds his broadsword on 108

       Out in de night a sad bird moans 194

       Out in the sky the great dark clouds are massing 64

       Out of my heart, one day, I wrote a song 117

       Out of my heart, one treach'rous winter's day 102

       Out of the sunshine and out of the heat 167

       Outside the rain upon the street 253

       Over the hills and the valleys of dreaming 90

       Phyllis, ah, Phyllis, my life is a gray day 74

       Place this bunch of mignonette 66

       Poor withered rose, she gave it me 286

       Pray, what can dreams avail 104

       Pray why are you so bare, so bare 219

       Prometheus stole from Heaven the sacred fire 117

       Ring out, ye bells! 278

       Round the wide earth, from the red field your valour has won 112

       Say a mass for my soul's repose, my brother 211

       Search thou my heart 116

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