Fishing (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
Wen I git up in de mo'nin' an' de clouds is big an' black, Dey's a kin' o' wa'nin' shivah goes ...
Wen I git up in de mo'nin' an' de clouds is big an' black, Dey's a kin' o' wa'nin' shivah goes ...
On old Brandywine-- aboutWhere White's Lots is now laid out,And the old crick narries downTo the ditch that splits the ...
I has hyeahd o' people dancin' an' I 's hyeahd o' people singin'. An' I 's been 'roun' lots of othahs ...
Want to trade me, do you, mistah? Oh, well, now, I reckon not, W'y you could n't buy my Sukey fu' ...
When de fiddle gits to singin' out a ol' Vahginny reel, An' you 'mence to feel a ticklin' in yo' toe ...
Jap Miller down at Martinsville's the blamedest feller yit! When _he_ starts in a-talkin' other folks is apt to quit!-- 'Pears like ...
OH, dere's lots o' keer an' troubleIn dis world to swaller down;An' ol' Sorrer's purty livelyIn her way o' gittin' ...
(From a Westerner's Point of View.) No matter what you call it, Whether genius, or art, He sings the simple songs that come The ...
Bones a-gittin' achy, Back a-feelin' col', Han's a-growin' shaky, Jes' lak I was ol'. Fros' erpon de meddah Lookin' mighty white; Snowdraps lak a feddah Slippin' down ...
Summah night an' sighin' breeze, 'Long de lovah's lane; Frien'ly, shadder-mekin' trees, 'Long de lovah's lane. White folks' wo'k all done up gran'-- Me an' ...
First the teacher called the roll, Clos't to the beginnin', "Addeliney Bowersox!" Set the school a-grinnin'. Wintertime, and stingin'-cold When the session took up-- Cold as ...
When yer hur at nite de ole milch cow a-lowin''N houn dogs howling out der monful soun,I tel yer now ...
FOLKS ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits;Him dat giv' de squir'ls de bushtails made de ...
Yes, my ha't's ez ha'd ez stone- Go 'way, Sam, an' lemme 'lone. No; I ain't gwine change my min'; ...
Whut dat you whisperin' keepin' f'om me? Don't shut me out 'cause I 's ol' an' can't see. Somep'n's gone wrong dat ...
Ja, valsch en bedrieglijk, met doornen bezwaard,Met neevlen omsluierd, is 't leven op aard:Toch weet ik een hoekjen, dat Eden ...
DE dog go howlin' 'long de road,De night come shiverin' down;My back is tiahed of its load,I cain't be fu' ...
Winter is here and it aint so nice tendin' the feeders and choppin' ice.Nasty weather to stir about. ...
Drie verse uit "Die Tuin van Proserpina"Die Juigende, die Sterke -Die dood sal hom ook raak;Nooit sal hy vlieg met ...
FOLKS ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits; Him dat giv' de squir'ls de bushtails made ...
Tell you what I like the best -- 'Long about knee-deep in June, 'Bout the time strawberries melts On the ...
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