The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Dinah stan' befo' de glass 206
Dis is gospel weathah sho'-- 26 Do' a-stan'in' on a jar, fiah a-shinin' thoo 196 Dolly sits a-quilting by her mother, stitch by stitch 240 Done are the toils and the wearisome marches 22 Dream days of fond delight and hours 287 Dream on, for dreams are sweet 100 Driftwood gathered here and there 277 Duck come switchin' 'cross de lot 275 Ef dey's anyt'ing dat riles me 141 Ef you's only got de powah fe' to blow a little whistle 250 Eight of 'em hyeah all tol' an' yet 243 Emblem of blasted hope and lost desire 115 Ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes 3 Folks ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits 5 Folks is talkin' 'bout de money, 'bout de silvah an' de gold 135 Four hundred years ago a tangled waste 47 Fu' de peace o' my eachin' heels, set down 222 God has his plans, and what if we 81 "Good-bye," I said to my conscience 31 Goo'-by, Jinks, I got to hump 64 Good hunting!--aye, good hunting 237 Good-night, my love, for I have dreamed of thee 93 Granny's gone a-visitin' 242 Grass commence a-comin' 176 Gray are the pages of record 205 Gray is the palace where she dwells 180 |
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