Paul Laurence Dunbar - At NightPaul Laurence Dunbar - At Night
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Whut time `d dat clock strike?
Nine? No--eight;
I didn`t think hit was so late.
Aer chew! I must `a` got a cough,
I raally b`lieve I did doze off--
Hit`s mighty soothin` to de tiah,
A-dozin` dis way by de fiah;
Oo oom--hit feels so good to stretch
I sutny is one weary wretch!
Look hyeah, dat boy done gone to sleep!
He des ain`t wo`th his boa`d an` keep;
I des don`t b`lieve he`d bat his eyes
If Gab`el called him fo`m de skies!
But sleepin`s good dey ain`t no doubt--
Dis pipe o` mine is done gone out.
Don`t bu`n a minute, bless my soul,
Des please to han` me dat ah coal.
You `Lias git up now, my son,
Seems lak my nap is des begun;
You sutny mus` ma`k down de day
Wen I treats comp`ny dis away!
W`y, Brother Jones, dat drowse come on,
An` laws! I dremp dat you was gone!
You `Lias, whaih yo` mannahs, suh,
To hyeah me call an` nevah stuh!
To-morrer mo`nin` w`en I call
Dat boy`ll be sleepin` to beat all,
Don`t mek no diffunce how I roah,
He`ll des lay up an` sno` and sno`.
Now boy, you done hyeahed whut I said,
You bettah tek yo`se`f yo baid,
Case ef you gits me good an` wrong
I`ll mek dat sno` a diffunt song.
Dis wood fiah is invitin` dho`,
Hit seems to wa`m de ve`y flo`--
An` nuffin` ain`t a whit ez sweet,
Ez settin` toastin` of yo` feet.
Hit mek you drowsy, too, but La!
Hyeah, `Lias, don`t you hyeah yo` ma?
Ef I gits sta`ted f`om dis cheah
I` lay, you scamp, I`ll mek you heah!
To-morrer mo`nin` I kin bawl
Twell all de neighbohs hyeah me call;
An` you`ll be snoozin` des ez deep
Ez if de day was made fu` sleep;
Hit`s funny when you got a cough
Somehow yo` voice seems too fu` off--
Can`t wake dat boy fu` all I say,
I reckon he`ll sleep daih twell day!
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