Mason And Slidell: A Yankee Idyll (James Russell Lowell Poems)
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
IOld Hezekiah leaned hard on his hoeAnd squinted long at Eben, his lank son.The silence shrilled with crickets. Day was ...
Hear the chorus in that tie-up, runch, ger- runch, and runch and runch!---There's a row of honest critters! Does me good to ...
WHEN we were farm boys, years ago,I dare not tell how many,When, strange to say, the fairest dayWas often dark ...
A man of kind and noble mind Was H. Gustavus Hyde. 'Twould be amiss to add to this At present, for he died, In ...
WRITTEN FOR J. G. WHITTIER'S SEVENTIETH BIRTHDAY."I was once a barefoot boy."- J. G. WHITTIER.ON Haverhill's pleasant hills there played,Some ...
In Germany there lived an earlWho had a charming niece:And never gave the timid girlA single moment's peace!Whatever low and ...
I got to thinkin' of her--both her parents dead and gone-- And all her sisters married off, and none but her ...
Wasn't it pleasant, O brother mine,In those old days of the lost sunshineOf youth-- when the Saturday's chores were through,And ...
It seemed that it were well to kiss first earthOn landing, having traversed the narrow seas,And grasp so little, tenderly, ...
I know: to the trees, but not to us,Perfection of the life is given, whole.And on the Earth - the ...
Sing a Song of War-time,Soldiers marching by,Crowds of people standing,Waving them 'Good-bye',When the crowds are over,Home we go to tea,Bread ...
I had everything and luck: Rings of smokeblown for me; sunlight safe inside the leavesof cottonwoods; pure, simple harmoniesof church ...
Naked, you are simple as one of your hands,Smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round:You have moonlines, applepathways:Naked, you are slender as ...
Titanic courage nerved this little frameTo grapple fate. Thin, gnome-like, sadly lame,She steers her cockleshell along its wayWith never promise ...
It will not always be like this,The air windless, a few lastLeaves adding their decorationTo the trees' shoulders, braiding the ...
"I - At The Post-Office It was a gray, midwinter afternoon.A noisy wind pursued the fine hard flakesOf blinding snow, ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter,And from the orchard a voice echoes and echoes ...
Now Cleo, fly round! Father's going to townWith a load o' red russets, to meet Captain Brown;The mortgage is due, ...
Deep in the heart of the jungle, Close to the white man's grave,Where the goldfish have beards that stick out ...
You may brag about your breakfast foods you eat at break of day,Your crisp, delightful shavings and your stack of ...
We've had a letter from the boy,And oh, the gladness and the joyIt brought to us! We read it o'erI'd ...
I do not quarrel with the gas,Our modern range is fine,The ancient stove was doomed to passFrom Time's grim firing ...
When I have struggled through three hundred years of Roman history, and hastened o'erSome French play-(though I have my private ...
We've got another mouth to feed,From out our little store;To satisfy another's needIs now my daily chore.A growing family is ...
They took the maid; they took the cook as well:Mamma said 'Splendid! Give the Germans——!The two small daughters did the ...
THE way to make friends is as easyAs breathing the fresh morning air;It isn't an art to be studiedAlone by ...
I think of Mother when I seetall chestnut candles on a tree,my Mother always kept a light,for us when we ...
You ought to have a medal, Mrs. More,The medal for the Coupon and the Queue,The Cross for Courage on the ...
April this year, not otherwiseThan April of a year ago,Is full of whispers, full of sighs,Of dazzling mud and dingy ...
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