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Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar

201. Melancholia 4/2/2010
202. Merry Autumn 4/2/2010
203. Misapprehension 4/2/2010
204. Morning 12/31/2002
205. Morning Song Of Love 4/2/2010
206. Mortality 4/2/2010
207. My Corn-Cob Pipe 4/2/2010
208. My Lady Of Castle Grand 4/2/2010
209. My Little March Girl 4/2/2010
210. My Sort O' Man 4/2/2010
211. My Sweet Brown Gal 4/2/2010
212. Nature And Art. To My Friend Charles Booth Nettleton 4/2/2010
213. Night 4/2/2010
214. Night Of Love 4/2/2010
215. Night, Dim Night 4/2/2010
216. Noddin' By De Fire 4/2/2010
217. Noon 4/2/2010
218. Nora: A Serenade 4/2/2010
219. Not they who soar 4/2/2010
220. Nutting Song 4/2/2010

Accountability

FOLKS ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits;
Him dat giv' de squir'ls de bushtails made de bobtails fu' de rabbits.
Him dat built de gread big mountains hollered out de little valleys,
Him dat made de streets an' driveways wasn't shamed to make de alleys.

We is all constructed diff'ent, d'ain't no two of us de same;
We cain't he'p ouah likes an' dislikes, ef we'se bad we ain't to blame.
Ef we'se good, we need n't show off, case you bet it ain't ouah doin'
We gits in

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