 Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Brian Van Vleet. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart, Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, to be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, and my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. When my heart spoke out with a right bold air, Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Clarica. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart, Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, to be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, and my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Diana Meilinger in August 2009. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart, Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, to be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, and my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by David Lawrence. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart, Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, to be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, and my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Ernst Patinama, Amsterdam, The Netherlands. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart, Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, to be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, and my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Ellie. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart, Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, to be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, and my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Iswa in Belgium in August 2009. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart. Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, To be led astray by a trick of a tress, by a smiling face or a ribbon smart, And my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Ian Gray. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart. Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, To be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, And my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Ian Howlett. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart. Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, To be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, And my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Ian Howlett, read for LibriVox.org by Ian Howlett. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart. Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, To be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, And my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Mark Smith. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart. Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, To be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, And my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Rick Allison. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart. Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, To be led astray by a trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, And my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Raven Notation. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart. Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, To be led astray by trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, And my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rhetort by Paul Lawrence Dunbar, read for LibriVox.org by Sean Michael Hogan, St. John's Newfoundland, Canada. Thou art a fool, said my head to my heart. Indeed the greatest of fools thou art, To be led astray by trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart, And my heart was in sore distress. Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, The light gleamed soft on her raven hair, And her lips were blooming a rosy red. Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air. Thou art worse than a fool, O head. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.