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Changing Time

By Paul Laurence Dunbar

Topics: classic

The cloud looked in at the window,     And said to the day, "Be dark!"     And the roguish rain tapped hard on the pane,     To stifle the song of the lark.     The wind sprang up in the tree tops     And shrieked with a voice of death,     But the rough-voiced breeze, that shook the trees,     Was touched with a violet's breath.

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About Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872–1906) was an American poet and novelist who was one of the first African-American writers to gain national prominence. His poems in dialect—including "When Malindy Sings"—and standard English explore Black life with humor, pathos, and dignity.

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