I hope there is something worthy in my writings and not merely the novelty of a black face associated with the power to rhyme that has attracted attention.
Paul Laurence DunbarRead
It's all a farce, - these tales they tell About the breezes sighing, And moans astir o'er field and dell, Because the year is dying.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the inevitable and often romanticized concept of the end of life cycles and the natural world.
In this quote, Paul Laurence Dunbar suggests that the traditional narratives of nature and the sorrow associated with the dying year are exaggerated and insincere. He conveys a sense of skepticism towards the sentimentalization of death and change in the natural world, indicating that these tales may be more of a human construct than a genuine reflection of nature's processes.
In practice
To discuss the fleeting nature of life in a graduation speech.
I hope there is something worthy in my writings and not merely the novelty of a black face associated with the power to rhyme that has attracted attention.
A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in. A minute to smile and an hour to weep in. A pint of joy to a peck of trouble, And never a laugh but the moans come double. And that is life. A crust and a corner that makes love precious, With a smile to warm and tears to refresh us, And joy seems sweeter when cares come after, And a moan is the finest of foils for laughter. And that is life.
I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
All the Hennessy and weed can't hide, the pain i feel inside, its like I'm living just to die.
Each of us is leading a difficult life, and when we meet people we are seeing only a tiny part of the thinnest veneer of their complex, troubled existences. To practise anything other than kindness towards them, to treat them in any way save generously, is to quietly deny their humanity.
Life is hard. After all, it kills you.
When you are brought up as a frozen child, you go on freezing. It wasn't until I had my four sons, who have brought me immense joy, that I began to thaw. That I realised how utterly extraordinary my childhood was.
I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoyed Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone.
And I rose In rainy autumn And walked abroad in a shower of all my days.
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