To The South (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
ON ITS NEW SLAVERY Heart of the Southland, heed me pleading now, Who bearest, unashamed, upon my brow The long kiss of the ...
ON ITS NEW SLAVERY Heart of the Southland, heed me pleading now, Who bearest, unashamed, upon my brow The long kiss of the ...
I hoed and trenched and weeded,And took the flowers to fair:I brought them home unheeded;The hue was not the wear.So ...
I hoed and trenched and weeded, And took the flowers to fair: I brought them home unheeded; The hue was ...
I let myself in at the kitchen door. "It's you," she said. "I can't get up. Forgive me Not answering ...
When a friend calls to me from the road And slows his horse to a meaning walk, I don't stand ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
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