Paul Laurence Dunbar,
The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar…
(1913)
“ We have no voice so mellow, sweet, and strong As that which broke from Shelley's golden throat. The measure of our songs is our desires: We tinkle where old poets used to storm. We lack their substance tho' we keep their form: We strum our banjo-strings and call them lyres. ”
