Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

A Boy's Summer Song - Poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar

'Tis fine to play
In the fragrant hay,
And romp on the golden load;
To ride old Jack
To the barn and back,
Or tramp by a shady road.
To pause and drink,
At a mossy brink;
Ah, that is the best of joy,
And so I say
On a summer's day,
What's so fine as being a boy? Ha, Ha!
With line and hook
By a babbling brook,
The fisherman's sport we ply;
And list the song
Of the feathered throng
That flit in the branches nigh.
At last we strip
For a quiet dip;
Ah, that is the best of joy.
For this I say
On a summer's day,
What's so fine as being a boy? Ha, Ha!


Comments about A Boy's Summer Song by Paul Laurence Dunbar

  • Rookie - 272 Points Goodenough Sakhile(shotaromeo) Dlamini (4/29/2014 6:19:00 AM)

    For a quiet dip;
    Ah, that is the best of joy.
    For this I say
    On a summer's day,
    What's so fine as being a boy? Ha, Ha!
    this is owesome (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Thomas Farquhar (3/16/2012 10:02:00 AM)

    An idyllic world captured forever so succinctly. This is my first time with this poet and I shall be looking for more of his work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 2, 2010



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