Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems

241. Possum Trot 4/2/2010
242. Precedent 4/2/2010
243. Premonition 4/2/2010
244. Preparation 4/2/2010
245. Prometheus 4/2/2010
246. Promise 4/2/2010
247. Protest 4/2/2010
248. Puttin' The Baby Away 4/2/2010
249. Rain-Songs 4/2/2010
250. Religion 4/2/2010
251. Reluctance 4/2/2010
252. Remembered 4/2/2010
253. Resignation 4/2/2010
254. Response 4/2/2010
255. Retort 4/2/2010
256. Retrospection 4/2/2010
257. Riding To Town 4/2/2010
258. Right's Security 4/2/2010
259. Robert Gould Shaw 4/2/2010
260. Roses 4/2/2010
261. Roses And Pearls 4/2/2010
262. Scamp 4/2/2010
263. She Gave Me A Rose 4/2/2010
264. She Told Her Beads 4/2/2010
265. Ships That Pass In The Night 1/1/2004
266. Signs Of The Times 1/1/2004
267. Silence 4/2/2010
268. Slow Through The Dark 4/2/2010
269. Snowin' 4/2/2010
270. Soliloquy Of A Turkey 4/2/2010
271. Song 1/1/2004
272. Song Of Summer 4/2/2010
273. Sonnet On An Old Book With Uncut Leaves 4/2/2010
274. Speakin' At De Cou'T-House 4/2/2010
275. Speakin' O' Christmas 4/2/2010
276. Spring Fever 4/2/2010
277. Spring Song 4/2/2010
278. Summer In The South 1/3/2003
279. Sunset 4/2/2010
280. Suppose 4/2/2010

Comments about Paul Laurence Dunbar

  • 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.

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  • 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


WHO dat knockin' at de do'?
Why, Ike Johnson, -- yes, fu' sho!
Come in, Ike. I's mighty glad
You come down. I t'ought you's
At me 'bout de othah night,
An' was stayin' 'way fu' spite.
Say, now, was you mad fu' true
W'en I kin' o' laughed at you?

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