Deacon Jones’ Grievance (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
I'VE been watchin' of 'em parson,An' I'm sorry fur to say'At my mind is not contentedWith the loose an' keerless ...
I'VE been watchin' of 'em parson,An' I'm sorry fur to say'At my mind is not contentedWith the loose an' keerless ...
O Mother Race! to thee I bringThis pledge of faith unwavering, This tribute to thy glory.I know the pangs which thou ...
"In the fight at Brandywine, Black Samson, a giant negro armed with a scythe, sweeps his way through the red ranks...." ...
Jes' lak toddy wahms you thoo' Sets yo' haid a reelin', Meks you ovah good and new, Dat 's de way I 's ...
DONE are the toils and the wearisome marches, Done is the summons of bugle and drum.Softly and sweetly the sky overarches, Shelt'ring ...
I know a little country place Where still my heart doth linger,And o'er its fields is every grace Lined out by memory's ...
Dey is snow upon de meddahs, dey is snow upon de hill, An' de little branch's watahs is all glistenin' an' ...
When de fiddle gits to singin' out a ol' Vahginny reel, An' you 'mence to feel a ticklin' in yo' toe ...
BREEZES blowin' middlin' brisk,Snow-flakes thro' the air a-whisk,Fallin' kind o' soft an' light,Not enough to make things white,But jest sorter ...
I STOOD by the shore at the death of day,As the sun sank flaming red;And the face of the waters ...
Dey 's a so't o' threatenin' feelin' in de blowin' of de breeze, An' I 's feelin' kin' o' squeamish in ...
In the silence of my heart, I will spend an hour with thee, When my love shall rend apart All the veil of ...
OH, dere's lots o' keer an' troubleIn dis world to swaller down;An' ol' Sorrer's purty livelyIn her way o' gittin' ...
Seems lak folks is mighty curus In de way dey t'inks an' ac's. Dey jes' spen's dey days a-mixin' Up de t'ings in ...
Hyeah dat singin' in de medders Whaih de folks is mekin' hay? Wo'k is pretty middlin' heavy Fu' a man to be so ...
Kiss me, Miami, thou most constant one! I love thee more for that thou changest not. When Winter comes with frigid blast, Or ...
WHEN you and I were young, the daysWere filled with scent of pink and rose,And full of joy from dawn ...
Come on walkin' wid me, Lucy; 't ain't no time to mope erroun' Wen de sunshine 's shoutin' glory in de ...
De axes has been ringin' in de woods de blessid day, An' de chips has been a-fallin' fa' an' thick; Dey has ...
Dey been speakin' at de cou't-house, An' laws-a-massy me, 'T was de beatness kin' o' doin's Dat evah I did see. Of cose I ...
When summer time has come, and all The world is in the magic thrall Of perfumed airs that lull each sense To fits ...
WHO dat knockin' at de do'?Why, Ike Johnson, — yes, fu' sho!Come in, Ike. I's mighty gladYou come down. I ...
In the east the morning comes, Hear the rollin' of the drums On the hill. But the heart that beat as they beat In ...
MOTHER's gone a-visitin' to spend a month er two,An', oh, the house is lonesome ez a nest whose birds has ...
Say a mass for my soul's repose, my brother, Say a mass for my soul's repose, I need it, Lovingly lived we, ...
In this sombre garden close What has come and passed, who knows? What red passion, what white pain Haunted this dim walk in ...
YOU kin talk about yer anthemsAn' yer arias an' sich,An' yer modern choir-singin'That you think so awful rich;But you orter ...
'Tis an old deserted homestead On the outskirts of the town, Where the roof is all moss-covered, And the walls are tumbling down; But ...
Ring out, ye bells! All Nature swellsWith gladness at the wondrous story, — The world was at lorn, But Christ is bornTo change ...
You ask why I am sad to-day, I have no cares, no griefs, you say? Ah, yes, 't is true, I have ...
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