The Rivals (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
'TWAS three an' thirty year ago,I When I was ruther young, you know,I had my last an' only fightAbout a ...
'TWAS three an' thirty year ago,I When I was ruther young, you know,I had my last an' only fightAbout a ...
In the tents of Akbar Are dole and grief to-day, For the flower of all the Indies Has gone the silent way. In the ...
Kiss me, Miami, thou most constant one! I love thee more for that thou changest not. When Winter comes with frigid blast, Or ...
AS a quiet little seedling Lay within its darksome bed,To itself it fell a-talking, And this is what it said:"I am not ...
OH, the poets may sing of their Lady Irenes,And may rave in their rhymes about wonderful queens;But I throw my ...
GOD has his plans, and what if weWith our sight be too blind to seeTheir full fruition; cannot he,Who made ...
WHEN labor is light and the morning is fair,I find it a pleasure beyond all compareTo hitch up my nag ...
A YOUTH went faring up and down,Alack and well-a-day.He fared him to the market town,Alack and well-a-day.And there he met ...
I.THE young queen Nature, ever sweet and fair,Once on a time fell upon evil days.From hearing oft herself discussed with ...
Oh for the breath of the briny deep, And the tug of the bellying sail, With the sea-gull's cry across the sky And ...
Thy tones are silver melted into sound, And as I dream I see no walls around, But seem to hear A gondolier Sing sweetly down ...
Like the blush upon the rose When the wooing south wind speaks, Kissing soft its petals, Are thy cheeks. Tender, soft, beseeching, true, Like the ...
In this old garden, fair, I walk to-day Heart-charmed with all the beauty of the scene: The rich, luxuriant grasses' cooling green, The ...
Temples he built and palaces of air, And, with the artist's parent-pride aglow, His fancy saw his vague ideals grow Into creations marvellously ...
I GREW a rose once more to please mine eyes.All things to aid it - dew, sun, wind, fair skies ...
I GREW a rose within a garden fair,And, tending it with more than loving care,I thought how, with the glory ...
"THOU art a fool," said my head to my heart,"Indeed, the greatest of fools thou art,To be led astray by ...
Once Love grew bold and arrogant of air, Proud of the youth that made him fresh and fair; So unto Grief he ...
I am the mother of sorrows, I am the ender of grief; I am the bud and the blossom, I ...
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