Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems

401. A Death Song 4/2/2010
402. Distinction 1/3/2003
403. Confirmation 1/3/2003
404. Encouragement 12/31/2002
405. Common Things 1/3/2003
406. A Lost Dream 4/2/2010
407. A Lazy Day 4/2/2010
408. Douglass 1/3/2003
409. Old 1/3/2003
410. Accountability 1/1/2004
411. A Negro Love Song 1/1/2004
412. Encouraged 12/31/2002
413. Frederick Douglass 3/10/2003
414. Little Brown Baby 1/1/2004
415. Ships That Pass In The Night 1/1/2004
416. When Malindy Sings 1/20/2003
417. A Choice 1/3/2003
418. If I Could But Forget 1/3/2003
419. Morning 12/31/2002
420. Summer In The South 1/3/2003
421. Sympathy 1/3/2003
422. A Golden Day 12/31/2002
423. Life's Tragedy 1/3/2003
424. We Wear The Mask 1/20/2003

Comments about Paul Laurence Dunbar

  • Habib Noori (9/23/2011 1:49:00 PM)

    ignorance, just ignorance

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    83 person did not like.
  • Orran Ainmire (4/10/2007 9:15:00 PM)

    I apologize to all for the fact that i'm using this comment box as a means of delivering a personal message, but i feel it must be done. Okay first off... Why Whitt Bell why? Why do you pollute the msg boards of a website dedicated to poetry and poets alike with phrases of 'i hate this guy, i think all poetry is stupid.'
    Its obvious you don't understand the greater meaning behind written works of literature and, in turn, it shows that your an illiterate twit who is a prime example of ignorance everywhere. Your kind infest the world and, like a parasite, feast on the living Word of others while producing nothing of your own. You are a hypocrite and a louse; you should spout your words of stupidity elsewhere. Leave us in peace.

  • Whitt Bell (4/6/2007 1:41:00 PM)

    I have never in my life until the 9th grade poem project heard about this guy. I think he should of given up his life. I dont like him.

Best Poem of Paul Laurence Dunbar

We Wear The Mask

We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,--
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.

Why should the world be overwise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.

We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!

Read the full of We Wear The Mask

Signs Of The Times

Air a-gittin' cool an' coolah,
Frost a-comin' in de night,
Hicka' nuts an' wa'nuts fallin',
Possum keepin' out o' sight.
Tu'key struttin' in de ba'nya'd,
Nary a step so proud ez his;
Keep on struttin', Mistah Tu'key,
Yo' do' know whut time it is.
Cidah press commence a-squeakin'

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