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Poem: “At The Tavern” by Paul Laurence Dunbar

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American Literature – Children Books – American Poetry – Paul Laurence DunbarPoems by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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At The Tavern


A lilt and a swing,
And a ditty to sing,
Or ever the night grow old;
The wine is within,
And I ‘m sure ‘t were a sin
For a soldier to choose to be cold, my dear,
For a soldier to choose to be cold.

We ‘re right for a spell,
But the fever is—well,
No thing to be braved, at least;
So bring me the wine;
No low fever in mine,
For a drink is more kind than a priest, my dear,
For a drink is more kind than a priest.


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American Literature – Children Books – American Poetry – Paul Laurence DunbarPoems by Paul Laurence Dunbar


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