The influential American poet and novelist Paul Laurence Dunbar wrote "Sympathy" while he was working as an attendant at the Library of Congress. He published it in his 1899 collection Lyrics of the Hearthside. The poem's speaker empathizes deeply with a bird in a cage, lamenting its imprisonment and admiring its persistent drive to escape—and to sing, in spite of it all. Dunbar was a Black man born to formerly enslaved parents, and "Sympathy" is typically read as a cry against racist oppression in the United States The poem provided the title for Maya Angelou's famous 1969 autobiography I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.
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1I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
2When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
3When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
4And the river flows like a stream of glass;
5When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
6And the faint perfume from its chalice steals—
7I know what the caged bird feels!
8I know why the caged bird beats his wing
9Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
10For he must fly back to his perch and cling
11When he fain would be on the bough a-swing;
12And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars
13And they pulse again with a keener sting—
14I know why he beats his wing!
15I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
16When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,—
17When he beats his bars and he would be free;
18It is not a carol of joy or glee,
19But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core,
20But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings—
21I know why the caged bird sings!
1I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
2When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
3When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
4And the river flows like a stream of glass;
5When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
6And the faint perfume from its chalice steals—
7I know what the caged bird feels!
8I know why the caged bird beats his wing
9Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
10For he must fly back to his perch and cling
11When he fain would be on the bough a-swing;
12And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars
13And they pulse again with a keener sting—
14I know why he beats his wing!
15I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
16When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,—
17When he beats his bars and he would be free;
18It is not a carol of joy or glee,
19But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core,
20But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings—
21I know why the caged bird sings!
I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
And the river flows like a stream of glass;
When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
And the faint perfume from its chalice steals—
I know what the caged bird feels!
I know why the caged bird beats his wing
Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
For he must fly back to his perch and cling
When he fain would be on the bough a-swing;
And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars
And they pulse again with a keener sting—
I know why he beats his wing!
I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,—
When he beats his bars and he would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings—
I know why the caged bird sings!
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The Poem Out Loud — Listen to influential poet Maya Angelou reciting the poem that gave her autobiography its title.
Dunbar's Life and Legacy — Learn more about Paul Laurence Dunbar's life and work via the Poetry Foundation.
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