Poems about waller (21 Poems)
A Full Harvest (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Seems like a feller’d ort ‘o jes’ to-day Git down and roll and waller, don’t you know, In that-air stubble, and flop up and crow, Seein’ sich craps! I’ll undertake to say There’re no wheat’s ever turned out thataway Afore this season!–Folks is keerless tho’, And too … Continue reading
To Mrs. Putland. (Mary Barber Poems)
Uncommon Charms, I plainly see,Compleat the Fair for Tyranny.Then, lest your Form should make you vainOf Conquest, and of giving Pain,Those, whom your Beauties have enslav’d,By me shall now be undeceiv’d. Long was I Fool enough to viewThy rapt’rous Shape, … Continue reading
The Difference (John Bannister Tabb Poems)
Unc’ si, de Holy Bible sayIn speakin’ of de jus’,Dat he do fall seben times a day;Now how’s de sinner wuss? “Well, chile, de slip may come to all,But den de difference foller;For, ef you watch him when he fall,De … Continue reading
The Apology (Charles Churchill Poems)
ADDRESSED TO THE CRITICAL REVIEWERS. Tristitiam et Metus.–HORACE. Laughs not the heart when giants, big with pride,Assume the pompous port, the martial stride;O’er arm Herculean heave the enormous shield,Vast as a weaver’s beam the javelin wield;With the loud voice … Continue reading
The Ballad Of The Taylor Pup (Eugene Field Poems)
Now lithe and listen, gentles all, Now lithe ye all and harkUnto a ballad I shall sing About Buena Park. Of all the wonders happening there The strangest hap befellUpon a famous Aprile morn, As I you now shall tell. … Continue reading
The Blazing Star (Edwin James Brady Poems)
BLAZ1N’ STAR, from Boston city — Yankee goods and kerosene; Foreign crew and cook and master; stout, old-fashioned brigantine. Hamburg-built and rigged and coppered ‘fore the flying days of steam; Square in bows and starn, and steady; well-set spars and … Continue reading
The Delectable Ballad Of The Waller Lot (Eugene Field Poems)
Up yonder in Buena ParkThere is a famous spot,In legend and in historyYclept the Waller Lot. There children play in daytimeAnd lovers stroll by dark,For ‘t is the goodliest trysting-placeIn all Buena Park. Once on a time that beauteous maid,Sweet … Continue reading
The Trip I Would Like to Take (Frank Barbour Coffin Poems)
Man has a curious appetite, He’s all the time wishing to go; And if he had the wings of a kite, He’d travel this wide world o’er. Sometime I’d like to go away, Far over the Rocky Mountains; Where the … Continue reading
A Poem For The Birth-Day Of The Right Honble The Lady Catharine Tufton (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
‘Tis fit SERENA shou’d be sung.High-born SERENA, Fair and Young, Shou’d be of ev’ry Muse and Voice The pleasing, and applauded Choice. But as the Meanest of the Show Do First in all Processions go: So, let my Steps pursue … Continue reading
Owd Moxy (Ben Preston Poems)
Owd Moxy wrowt hard for his morsil o’ breead, An’ to keep up his courage he’d sing, Tho’ Time wi’ his scythe hed mawn t’ crop on his heead An’ then puffed it away wi’ his wing. Reight … Continue reading