To The Road : : By Paul Laurence Dunbar Cool is the wind, for the summer is waning,Who ‘s for the road?Sun-flecked and soft, where the dead leaves are raining,Who ‘s for the road?Knapsack and alpenstock press hand and shoulder,Prick of the brier and roll of the boulder;[Pg 164]This be your lot till the seasonContinue reading “To The Road : Paul Laurence Dunbar : : Bird Poems : :”
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In August : Paul Laurence Dunbar : : August Poems: : Months Poems: :
In August ; : Paul Laurence Dunbar : : : :. When August days are hot an’ dry,When burning copper is the sky,I ‘d rather fish than feast or flyIn airy realms serene and high. I ‘d take a suit not made for looks,Some easily digested books,Some flies, some lines, some bait, some hooks,Then wouldContinue reading “In August : Paul Laurence Dunbar : : August Poems: : Months Poems: :”
A Summer’s Night : Paul Laurence Dunbar : Summer Time Classic : :
A Summer’s Night The night is dewy as a maiden’s mouth,The skies are bright as are a maiden’s eyes,Soft as a maiden’s breath the wind that fliesUp from the perfumed bosom of the South.Like sentinels, the pines stand in the park;And hither hastening, like rakes that roam,With lamps to light their wayward footsteps home,The firefliesContinue reading “A Summer’s Night : Paul Laurence Dunbar : Summer Time Classic : :”
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