John Smith (Eugene Field Poems)
To-day I strayed in Charing Cross as wretched as could be With thinking of my home and friends across the ...
To-day I strayed in Charing Cross as wretched as could be With thinking of my home and friends across the ...
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble doteEz to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note,Our old ...
(The exile Meliboeus finds Tityrus in possession of his own farm,restored to him by the emperor Augustus, and a conversation ...
I'm weary of this weather and I hanker for the waysWhich people read of in the psalms and preachers paraphrase--The ...
Friend, by the way you hump yourself you're from the States, I know, And born in old Mizzourah, where the ...
There were two little skeezucks who lived in the isle Of Boo in a southern sea;They clambered and rollicked in ...
As beats the sun from mountain crest, With "pretty, pretty", Cometh the partridge from her nest; The flowers ...
Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!Mighty glad I ain't ...
IOnce a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came;Full of skill was he and heartless In pursuit of ...
In an ocean, 'way out yonder, (As all sapient people know) Is the land of Wonder-Wander, Whither children ...
The wind comes whispering to me of the country green and cool—Of redwing blackbirds chattering beside a reedy pool;It brings ...
Oh, had I lived in the good old days, When the Ichthyosaurus ramped around, ...
As I was going to Bethlehem-town, Upon the earth I cast me down All underneath a ...
Sing, Christmas bells!Say to the earth this is the mornWhereon our Saviour-King is born; Sing to all men,—the bond, the ...
Give me my bow, said Robin Hood, "An arrow give to me;And where 't is shot mark thou that spot, ...
There once was a bird that lived up in a tree,And all he could whistle was "Fiddle-dee-dee" -A very provoking, ...
Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree?'T is a marvel of great renown!It blooms on the shore of the ...
I once knew all the birds that came And nested in our orchard trees;For every flower I had a name— ...
Welcome, O truant stork! And where have you been so long? And do you bring that grace of spring ...
Should painter attach to a fair human head The thick, turgid neck of a stallion,Or depict a spruce lass with ...
O fountain of Blandusia, Whence crystal waters flow, With garlands gay and wine I'll pay The sacrifice I ...
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart When birds are on the wing,When bee and bud and babbling flood Bespeak the birth of ...
'T is when the lark goes soaringAnd the bee is at the bud,When lightly dancing zephyrsSing over field and flood;When ...
The sky is dark and the hills are whiteAs the storm-king speeds from the north to-night,And this is the song ...
God rest you, Chrysten gentil men, Wherever you may be,—God rest you all in fielde or hall, Or on ye ...
When baby wakes of mornings,Then it's wake, ye people all!For another dayOf song and playHas come at our darling's call!And, ...
In yonder old cathedral Two lovely coffins lie;In one, the head of the state lies dead, And a singer sleeps ...
To-day, fair Thisbe, winsome girl! Strays o'er the meads where daisies blow, Or, ling'ring where the brooklets ...
Her nature is the sea's, that smiles to-night A radiant maiden in the moon's soft light; The unsuspecting seaman sets ...
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
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