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Paul Laurence Dunbar - A Plantation Melody
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De trees is bendin` in de sto`m,
  De rain done hid de mountain`s fo`m,
    I `s `lone an` in distress.
  But listen, dah `s a voice I hyeah,
    A-sayin` to me, loud an` cleah,
  "Lay low in de wildaness."

  De lightnin` flash, de bough sway low,
  My po` sick hea`t is trimblin` so,
    It hu`ts my very breas`.
  But him dat give de lightnin` powah
  Jes` bids me in de tryin` howah
    "Lay low in de wildaness."

  O brothah, w`en de tempes` beat,
  An` w`en yo` weary head an` feet
    Can`t fin` no place to res`,
  Jes` `membah dat de Mastah `s nigh,
  An` putty soon you `ll hyeah de cry,
    "Lay low in de wildaness."

  O sistah, w`en de rain come down,
  An` all yo` hopes is `bout to drown,
    Don`t trus` de Mastah less.
  He smilin` w`en you t`ink he frown,
  He ain` gwine let yo` soul sink down--
    Lay low in de wildaness.
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