Page:The complete poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar.pdf/36

This page has been proofread, but needs to be validated.
INDEX OF FIRST LINES
PAGE
The trees bend down along the stream 249
The wind is out in its rage to-night 244
The wind told the little leaves to hurry 258
The word is writ that he who runs may read 209
The world is a snob, and the man who wins 118
The young queen Nature, ever sweet and fair 52
Ther' ain't no use in all this strife 49
There are no beaten paths to Glory's height 21
There is a heaven, for ever, day by day 106
There's a fabulous story 246
There's a memory keeps a-runnin' 10
These are the days of elfs and fays 251
They please me not—these solemn songs 125
This is the debt I pay 213
This is to-day, a golden summer's day 223
This poem must be done to-day 122
Thou arrant robber, Death! 284
"Thou art a fool," said my head to my heart 5
Thou art my lute, by thee I sing 109
Thou art the soul of a summer's day 271
Though the winds be dank 71
Thy tones are silver melted into sound 116
Tim Murphy's gon' walkin' wid Maggie O'Neill 261
'Tis an old deserted homestead 283
'Tis better to set here beside the sea 186
'Tis fine to play 235
To me, like hauntings of a vagrant breath 97
Treat me nice, Miss Mandy Jane 167
'Twas the apple that in Eden 251
'Twas three an' thirty year ago 27
'Twixt a smile and a tear 241
Two little boots all rough an' wo' 163

[ xxx ]

This article is issued from Wikisource. The text is available under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 unless otherwise noted. Additional terms may apply for the media files.