The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 469 pages of information about The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar.
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The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 469 pages of information about The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar.

  Smoke house full o’ bacon,
    Brown an’ sweet an’ good;
  Taters in de cellah,
    ’Possum roam de wood;
  Little baby snoozin’
    Des ez ef he know. 
  What’s de use o’ keerin’
    Ef de win’ do blow?

TWILIGHT

  ’Twixt a smile and a tear,
    ’Twixt a song and a sigh,
  ’Twixt the day and the dark,
    When the night draweth nigh.

  Ah, sunshine may fade
    From the heavens above,
  No twilight have we
    To the day of our love.

CURIOSITY

  Mammy’s in de kitchen, an’ de do’ is shet;
  All de pickaninnies climb an’ tug an’ sweat,
  Gittin’ to de winder, stickin’ dah lak flies,
  Evah one ermong us des all nose an’ eyes.

  “Whut’s she cookin’, Isaac?”
    “Whut’s she cookin’, Jake?”
  “Is it sweet pertaters?  Is hit pie er cake?”
  But we couldn’t mek out even whah we stood
  Whut was mammy cookin’ dat could smell so good.

  Mammy spread de winder, an’ she frown an’ frown,
  How de pickaninnies come a-tum-blin’ down! 
  Den she say:  “Ef you-all keeps a-peepin’ in,
  How I’se gwine to whup you, my! ’t ’ill be a sin! 
  Need n’ come a-sniffin’ an’ a-nosin’ hyeah,
  ’Ca’se I knows my business, nevah feah.” 
  Won’t somebody tell us—­how I wish dey would!—­
  Whut is mammy cookin’ dat it smells so good?

  We know she means business, an’ we dassent stay,
  Dough it’s mighty tryin’ fuh to go erway;
  But we goes a-troopin’ down de ol’ wood-track
  ‘Twell dat steamin’ kitchen brings us stealin’ back,
  Climbin’ an’ a-peepin’ so’s to see inside. 
  Whut on earf kin mammy be so sha’p to hide? 
  I’d des up an’ tell folks w’en I knowed I could,
  Ef I was a-cookin’ t’ings dat smelt so good.

  Mammy in de oven, an’ I see huh smile;
  Moufs mus’ be a-wat’rin’ roun’ hyeah fuh a mile;
  Den we almos’ hollah ez we hu’ies down,
  ‘Ca’se hit’s apple dumplin’s, big an’ fat an’ brown! 
  W’en de do’ is opened, solemn lak an’ slow,
  Wisht you see us settin’ all dah in a row
  Innercent an’ p’opah, des lak chillun should
  W’en dey mammy’s cookin’ t’ings dat smell so good.

OPPORTUNITY

  Granny’s gone a-visitin’,
    Seen huh git huh shawl
  W’en I was a-hidin’ down
    Hime de gyahden wall. 
  Seen huh put her bonnet on,
    Seen huh tie de strings,
  An’ I’se gone to dreamin’ now
    ‘Bout dem cakes an’ t’ings.

  On de she’f behime de do’—­
    Mussy, what a feas’! 
  Soon ez she gits out o’ sight,
    I kin eat in peace. 
  I bin watchin’ fu’ a week
    Des fu’ dis hyeah chance. 
  Mussy, w’en I gits in daih,
    I’ll des sholy dance.

  Lemon pie an’ gingah-cake,
    Let me set an’ t’ink—­
  Vinegah an’ sugah, too,
    Dat’ll mek a drink;
  Ef dey’s one t’ing dat I loves
    Mos’ pu’ticlahly,
  It is eatin’ sweet t’ings an’
    A-drinkin’ Sangaree.

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