The Dove
Read 'The Dove' by 'Paul Laurence Dunbar' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Out of the sunshine and out of the heat,
Out of the dust of the grimy street,
A song fluttered down in the form of a dove,
And it bore me a message, the one word—Love!
Ah, I was toiling, and oh, I was sad:
I had forgotten the way to be glad.
Now, smiles for my sadness and for my toil, rest
Since the dove fluttered down to its home in my breast![Pg 168]
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