The Ol’ Tunes (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
YOU kin talk about yer anthemsAn' yer arias an' sich,An' yer modern choir-singin'That you think so awful rich;But you orter ...
YOU kin talk about yer anthemsAn' yer arias an' sich,An' yer modern choir-singin'That you think so awful rich;But you orter ...
Light of triumph in her eyes,Eleanor her apron ties;As she pushes back her sleeves,High resolve her bosom heaves.Hasten, cook! impel ...
And so, Anne Everard, in those leafy JunesLong withered; in those ancient, dark Decembers,Deep in the drift of time, haunted ...
The Junes were free and full, driving through tinyRoads, the mudguards brushing the cowparsley,Through fields of mustard and under boldly ...
Where water-grass grows overgreenOn damp cool flats by gentle streams,Still as a ghost and sad of mien,With half-closed eyes the ...
The green pine-needles shiver glassily,Each cased in ice. Harsh winter, grey and dun,Shuts out the sun.But with live, scarlet fire,Enfolding ...
IThe secret of the House of SetIs hidden in my sevenfold veil;For I am he that doth begetThe Rood, and ...
In Nature's bright blossoms not always reposesThat strange subtle essence more rare than their bloom,Which lies in the hearts of ...
The passion you forbade my lips to utterWill not be silenced. You must hear it inThe sullen thunders when they ...
ONE scarce would think that we can be the sameWho used, in those first childish Junes, to creepWith held breath ...
THESE logs with drama and with dream are rife, For all their golden Summers and green Springs Through leaf and ...
grow in the mind,their rhymes chiming endlesslywith the sound of feet walkingor rain falling or being taken upby garden birds, ...
The eye can hardly pick them out From the cold shade they shelter in, Till wind distresses tail and main; ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
You waves, though you dance by my feet like children at play, Though you glow and you glance, though you ...
I Beyond the hollow sunset, ere a star Take heart in heaven from eastward, while the west, Fulfilled of watery ...
Oh, have you forgotten those afternoons With riot of roses and amber skies, When we thrilled to the joy of ...
TO me, fair friend, you never can be old; For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such ...
To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such ...
To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such ...
Last June I saw your face three times; Three times I touched your hand; Now, as before, May month is ...
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