The Lawyers’ Ways (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
I've been list'nin' to them lawyers In the court house up the street, An' I've come to the conclusion That ...
I've been list'nin' to them lawyers In the court house up the street, An' I've come to the conclusion That ...
With sweetness unabated Informed the hour had come With no remiss of triumph The autumn started home Her home to ...
Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury -- On the Heads that started with us -- Being's Peasantry -- Recognizing ...
The Wind begun to rock the Grass With threatening Tunes and low -- He threw a Menace at the Earth ...
She died -- this was the way she died. And when her breath was done Took up her simple wardrobe ...
I started Early -- Took my Dog -- And visited the Sea -- The Mermaids in the Basement Came out ...
Tales in the beginning didn't begin in the telling, they would have started no doubt, but not without a concrete ...
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
And all at length are gathered in. --LOUISE BOGAN By the time I came around to feeling pain and woke ...
How bless'd Thy creature is, O God, When with a single eye, He views the lustre of Thy Word, The ...
The door it opened slowly, my father he came in, I was nine years old. And he stood so tall ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
I wonder how it all got started, this business about seeing your life flash before your eyes while you drown, ...
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
The castle clock had tolled midnight: With mattock and with spade, And silent, by the torches' light, His corse in ...
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
"When I hit her on the head, it was good, and then I did it to her a couple of ...
It was not when temptation came, Swiftly and blastingly as flame, And seared me white with burning scars; When I ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
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