(1872-1904 / Ohio / United States)

Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar

381. To A Dead Friend 4/2/2010
382. To A Lady Playing The Harp 4/2/2010
383. To A Violet Found On All Saint's Day 4/2/2010
384. To An Ingrate 4/2/2010
385. To Dan 12/31/2002
386. To J.Q. 4/2/2010
387. To Louise 4/2/2010
388. To Pfrimmer 4/2/2010
389. To The Eastern Shore 4/2/2010
390. To The Memory Of Mary Young 4/2/2010
391. To The Miami 4/2/2010
392. To The Road 4/2/2010
393. To The South 4/2/2010
394. Toast to Dayton 4/2/2010
395. Trouble In De Kitchen 4/2/2010
396. Twell De Night Is Pas' 4/2/2010
397. Twilight 4/2/2010
398. Two Little Boots 4/2/2010
399. Two Songs 4/2/2010
400. Unexpressed 4/2/2010

Encouragement

WHO dat knockin' at de do'?
Why, Ike Johnson, -- yes, fu' sho!
Come in, Ike. I's mighty glad
You come down. I t'ought you's
mad
At me 'bout de othah night,
An' was stayin' 'way fu' spite.
Say, now, was you mad fu' true
W'en I kin' o' laughed at you?

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