Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems

161. Jilted 4/2/2010
162. Itching Heels 4/2/2010
163. Mare Rubrum 4/2/2010
164. Puttin' The Baby Away 4/2/2010
165. Dead 4/2/2010
166. Dreamin' Town 4/2/2010
167. When The Old Man Smokes 4/2/2010
168. Christmas 4/2/2010
169. Confessional 4/2/2010
170. De Way T'Ings Come 4/2/2010
171. At Lofting-Holt 4/2/2010
172. Nature And Art. To My Friend Charles Booth Nettleton 4/2/2010
173. On A Sea Wall 4/2/2010
174. Dream Song Ii 4/2/2010
175. A Song (#3) 4/2/2010
176. Ballade 4/2/2010
177. Dirge 4/2/2010
178. Dely 4/2/2010
179. On The Dedication Of Dorothy Hall 4/2/2010
180. Poor Withered Rose 4/2/2010
181. Precedent 4/2/2010
182. James Whitcomb Riley 4/2/2010
183. De Critters' Dance 4/2/2010
184. After A Visit 4/2/2010
185. Day 4/2/2010
186. Keep A Song Up On De Way 4/2/2010
187. L'Envoi 4/2/2010
188. On The Road 4/2/2010
189. My Corn-Cob Pipe 4/2/2010
190. Noon 4/2/2010
191. Foolin' Wid De Seasons 4/2/2010
192. Song 1/1/2004
193. In The Tents Of Akbar 4/2/2010
194. Yesterday And To-Morrow 4/2/2010
195. Joggin' Erlong 4/2/2010
196. Circumstances Alter Cases 4/2/2010
197. Love's Castle 4/2/2010
198. From The Porch At Runnymede 4/2/2010
199. Diplomacy 4/2/2010
200. Bein' Back Home 4/2/2010
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!

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To Dan

STEP me now a bridal measure,
Work give way to love and leisure,
Hearts be free and hearts be gay --
Doctor Dan doth wed to-day.

Diagnosis, cease your squalling --
Check that scalpel's senseless bawling,
Put that ugly knife away --
Doctor Dan doth wed to-day.

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