The Old-Home Folks (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Such was the Child-World of the long-ago--The little world these children used to know:--Johnty, the oldest, and the best, perhaps,Of ...
Such was the Child-World of the long-ago--The little world these children used to know:--Johnty, the oldest, and the best, perhaps,Of ...
Wintertime, er Summertime, Of late years I notice I'm, Kindo'-like, more subjec' to What the _weather_ is. Now, you Folks 'at lives in town, I ...
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales,Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say;Someway o' 'nother, language failsTo slide fer me ...
Some peoples thinks they ain't no Fairies _now_No more yet!--But they _is_, I bet! 'Cause efThey _wuzn't_ Fairies, nen I' ...
IONE OF HIS ANIMAL STORIES Now, Tudens, you sit on _this_ knee--and 'scuse It having no side-saddle on;--and, Jeems, You sit on _this_--and ...
And there, in that ripe Summer-night, once moreA wintry coolness through the open doorAnd window seemed to touch each glowing ...
Another hero of those youthful yearsReturns, as Noey Bixler's name appears.And Noey--if in any special way--Was notably good-natured.--Work or playHe ...
Nobody on the old farm here but Mother, me and John, Except, of course, the extry he'p when harvest-time come on-- And ...
A Child-World, yet a wondrous world no less,To those who knew its boundless happiness.A simple old frame house--eight rooms in ...
It's a mystery to see me--a man o' fifty-four,Who's lived a cross old bachelor fer thirty year' and more--A-lookin' glad ...
There wasn't two purtier farms in the stateThan the couple of which I'm about to relate;--Jinin' each other--belongin' to Brown,And ...
'I muse to-day, in a listless way, In the gleam of a summer land;I close my eyes as a lover may At ...
I'm one o' these cur'ous kind o' chapsYou think you know when you don't, perhaps!I hain't no fool--ner I don't ...
To William Morris PiersonOf the wealth of facts and fancies That our memories may recall,The old school-day romances Are the dearest, after ...
Of all the doctors I could cite you to in this-'ere town Doc Sifers is my favorite, jes' take him up ...
I. Tugg Martin's tough.--No doubt o' that! And down there at The town he come from word's bin sent Advisin' this-here Settle-ment To kindo' _humor_ ...
Fer forty year and better you have been a friend to me,Through days of sore afflictions and dire adversity,You allus ...
At Noey's house--when they arrived with him--How snug seemed everything, and neat and trim:The little picket-fence, and little gate--It's little ...
Oh! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, And the ...
No song is mine of Arab steed-- My courser is of nobler blood,And cleaner limb and fleeter speed, And greater strength and ...
I'm thist a little cripple boy, an' never goin' to growAn' get a great big man at all!--'cause Aunty told ...
Sence I tuk holt o' Gibbses' ChurnAnd be'n a-handlin' the concern,I've travelled round the grand old StateOf Indiany, lots, o' ...
Pap's got his patent-right, and rich is all creation;But where's the peace and comfort that we all had before?Le's go ...
Noon-time and June-time, down around the river! Have to furse with 'Lizey Ann--but lawzy! I fergive her! Drives me off the place, ...
On the banks o' Deer Crick! There's the place fer me!-- Worter slidin' past ye jes as clair as it kin be:-- See ...
Out at Woodruff Place--afar From the city's glare and jar, With the leafy trees, instead Of the awnings, overhead; With the shadows cool and ...
Right here at home, boys, in old Hoosierdom, Where strangers allus joke us when they come, And brag o' _their_ old States ...
Even in such a scene of senseless playThe children were surprised one summer-dayBy a strange man who called across the ...
With a sweeter voice than birds Dare to twitter in their sleep,Pipe for me a tune of words, Till my dancing fancies ...
_Bad Boy's Version_. Tell you a story--an' it's a fac':-- Wunst wuz a little boy, name wuz Jack, An' he had sword an' ...
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