The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar

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Dunbar is the first American Negro of pure African bloodto reveal innate distinction in literature; as W.D. Howells has said, to feel the Negro life esthetically and express it lyrically.
 

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Disclaimer: I received a copy from the publisher via a Netgalley giveaway. Prior to reading this collection, I read Dunbar before, his “Frederick Douglass” for instance. I hadn’t realized, however ... Read full review

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Page 71 - 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.
Page 8 - A CRUST of bread and a corner to sleep in, A minute to smile and an hour to weep in, A pint of joy to a peck of trouble, And never a laugh but the moans come double ; And that is life...
Page 82 - Fu' to make de soun' come right, You ain't got de tu'ns an' twistin's Fu' to make it sweet an' light. Tell you one thing now, Miss Lucy, An' I'm tellin' you fu' true, When hit comes to raal right singin', T ain't no easy thing to do.
Page 49 - A NEGRO LOVE SONG SEEN my lady home las' night, Jump back, honey, jump back. Hel' huh han' an' sque'z it tight, Jump back, honey, jump back. Hyeahd huh sigh a little sigh, Seen a light gleam f'om huh eye, An' a smile go flittin' by — Jump back, honey, jump back.
Page 3 - ... ceaseless care have sought The magic gold which from the seeker flies; Ere dreams put on the gown and cap of thought, And make the waking world a world of lies, — Of lies most palpable, uncouth, forlorn, That say life's full of aches and tears and sighs — Oh, how with more than dreams the soul is torn, Ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes.
Page 190 - You won' fin' no time to sno'. Daylight all a-shinin' in W'ile you sleep — w'y hit 'sa sin ! Ain't de can'le-light enough To bu'n out widout a snuff, But you go de mo'nin' thoo Bu'nin
Page 139 - I don' b'lieve it, fu' de Lawd is wise and good, An' he made de banjo's metal an' he made de fiddle's wood, An' he made de music in dem, so I don' quite t'ink he'll keer Ef our feet keeps time a little to de melodies we hyeah.
Page 86 - d seed dat colo'ed preachah cleah his th'oat an' bow his head; One eye shet, an' one eye open, — dis is evah wud he said: " Lawd, look down in tendah mussy on sich generous hea'ts ez dese; Make us truly thankful, amen. Pass dat possum, ef you please!" Well, we eat and drunk ouah po'tion, 'twell dah was n't nothin' lef, An' we felt jes' like new sausage, we was mos
Page 13 - 11 'splain it by an' by ; " An' de Lawd said, ' Moses, Moses,' An' de man said, ' Hyeah am I.' " Now ole Pher'oh, down in Egypt, Was de wuss man evah bo'n, An' he had de Hebrew chillun Down dah wukin' in his co'n ; 'T well de Lawd got tiahed o' his foolin', An' sez he : "I '11 let him know — Look hyeah, Moses, go tell Pher'oh Fu
Page 51 - Yes, the Blacks enjoy their freedom, And they won it dearly, too; For the life blood of their thousands Did the southern fields bedew. In the darkness of their bondage, In the depths of slavery's night, Their muskets flashed the dawning, And they fought their way to light. They were comrades then and brothers, Are they more or less to-day?

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