Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems

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

  • 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.

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Best Poem of Paul Laurence Dunbar

Morning

The mist has left the greening plain,
The dew-drops shine like fairy rain,
The coquette rose awakes again
Her lovely self adorning.

The Wind is hiding in the trees,
A sighing, soothing, laughing tease,
Until the rose says "Kiss me, please,"
'Tis morning, 'tis morning.

With staff in hand and careless-free,
The wanderer fares right jauntily,
For towns and houses are, thinks he,
For scorning, for scorning.
My soul is swift upon the wing,
And in its deeps a song I bring;
Come, Love, and we together sing,
"'Tis morning, 'tis ...

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Theology

There is a heaven, for ever, day by day,
The upward longing of my soul doth tell me so.
There is a hell, I'm quite as sure; for pray
If there were not, where would my neighbours go?

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