The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar · Paul Laurence Dunbar

Confessional

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Search thou my heart;

If there be guile,

It shall depart

Before thy smile.

Search thou my soul;

Be there deceit,

'T will vanish whole

Before thee, sweet.

Upon my mind

Turn thy pure lens;

Naught shalt thou find

Thou canst not cleanse.

If I should pray,

I scarcely know

In just what way

My prayers would go.

So strong in me

I feel love's leaven,

I 'd bow to thee

As soon as Heaven!

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