A Summer's Night Poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar

A Summer's Night

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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 flies
Up 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 fireflies come stagg'ring down the dark.

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Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar

Ohio / United States
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