A Short Class

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A Short Class

Postby MonroeDoctrine » Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:04 pm

This is a poem by Paul Lawrence Dunbar:

THE MASTER-PLAYER.

AN old, worn harp that had been played
Till all its strings were loose and frayed,
Joy, Hate, and Fear, each one essayed,
To play. But each in turn had found
No sweet responsiveness of sound.

Then Love the Master-Player came
With heaving breast and eyes aflame;
The Harp he took all undismayed,
Smote on its strings, still strange to song,
And brought forth music sweet and strong.


If you'll notice like every great poet Paul Lawrence Dunbar sets up a paradox for the listener/reader to solve.
Why did the harp all of a sudden become alive with "Love the master-player"?
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Postby Saturn » Thu Dec 23, 2004 3:33 pm

Really good poem.

Who is this guy, where's he from??

Anyway, I think the harp is supposed to be a metaphor for a man, he is an old man - joy, hate and fear had all failed to touch him, but love did, and enabled him to play sweet music as they say.

Well that's what I think.

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He's One of Ours

Postby MonroeDoctrine » Fri Dec 24, 2004 3:31 am

I am proud to say this is an American Poet from the USA. He's "African American," and was one of the intellectuals that surfaced after Abe Lincoln banned slavery. His name is Paul Lawrence Dunbar, look for his writings:


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Postby Saturn » Fri Dec 24, 2004 9:46 am

I'm not a Christian, but I enjoy the season.

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