Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar

401. Vagrants 4/2/2010
402. Vengeance Is Sweet 4/2/2010
403. Wadin' In De Crick 4/2/2010
404. Waiting 4/2/2010
405. We Wear the Mask 1/20/2003
406. Weltschmertz 4/2/2010
407. What's The Use 4/2/2010
408. When A Feller's Itching To Be Spanked 4/2/2010
409. When All Is Done 4/2/2010
410. When de Co'n Pone's Hot 1/1/2004
411. When dey 'Listed Colored Soldiers 4/2/2010
412. When Malindy Sings 1/20/2003
413. When Sam'l Sings 4/2/2010
414. When The Old Man Smokes 4/2/2010
415. When Winter Darkening All Around 4/2/2010
416. Whip-Poor-Will And Katy-Did 4/2/2010
417. Whistling Sam 4/2/2010
418. Whittier 4/2/2010
419. Why Fades A Dream 4/2/2010
420. Winter Song 4/2/2010


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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