Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems

321. My Little March Girl 4/2/2010
322. By The Stream 4/2/2010
323. A Letter 4/2/2010
324. Good-Night 4/2/2010
325. After While. A Poem Of Faith 4/2/2010
326. Emancipation 4/2/2010
327. Prometheus 4/2/2010
328. A Frolic 4/2/2010
329. Lyrics Of Love And Sorrow 4/2/2010
330. Conscience And Remorse 4/2/2010
331. Promise 4/2/2010
332. A Summer's Night 4/2/2010
333. Longing 4/2/2010
334. He Had His Dream 4/2/2010
335. With The Lark 4/2/2010
336. A Starry Night 4/2/2010
337. A Little Christmas Basket 4/2/2010
338. At Sunset Time 4/2/2010
339. Ode To Ethiopia 4/2/2010
340. Signs Of The Times 1/1/2004
341. A Florida Night 4/2/2010
342. Dinah Kneading Dough 4/2/2010
343. Worn Out 4/2/2010
344. A Love Song 4/2/2010
345. Vengeance Is Sweet 4/2/2010
346. Fishing 4/2/2010
347. A Back-Log Song 4/2/2010
348. A Coquette Conquered 4/2/2010
349. If 4/2/2010
350. A Grievance 4/2/2010
351. Alice 4/2/2010
352. Liza May 4/2/2010
353. A Warm Day In Winter 4/2/2010
354. Merry Autumn 4/2/2010
355. Thou Art My Lute 4/2/2010
356. A Lazy Day 4/2/2010
357. Ere Sleep Comes Down To Soothe The Weary Eyes 4/2/2010
358. Beyond The Years 4/2/2010
359. A Border Ballad 4/2/2010
360. A Love Letter 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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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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