The Spellin’-Bee (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
I NEVER shall furgit that night when father hitched up Dobbin,An' all us youngsters clambered in an' down the road ...
I NEVER shall furgit that night when father hitched up Dobbin,An' all us youngsters clambered in an' down the road ...
It was a queer October place-- No house, you'd say, at all! A wide brown wood with leaves for a floor, And timbers ...
I gaze, while thrills my heart with patriot pride,Upon the exquisite skin, rose-flushed and creamy;The perfect little head; on either ...
A EULOGY FOR SACCO AND VANZETTI in the NEW MASSES, October 1927This isn't a poemThis is two men in grey ...
"YOU cannot serve two Masters," saith the Word. But Satan nudges us and whispers, "Gammon!You lend your Womankind to love the ...
Nobody knew why it should be so;Nobody knew or wanted to know. It might have been checked had but someone ...
He was a Glug of simple charm;He wished no living creature harm. His kindly smile like sunlight fell On all ...
I nearly fell fair in my tracks.I'm trudgin' homeward with my axe When I come on her suddenly. "I wonder ...
Long after you have swung back away from me I think you are still with me: you come in close ...
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
It's August and I have not Read a book in six months except something called The Retreat from Moscow by ...
Any hound a porcupine nudges Can't be blamed for harboring grudges. I know one hound that laughed all winter At ...
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