The Penalty Of Genius (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
"When little 'Pollus Morton he's A-go' to speak a piece, w'y, nen The Teacher smiles an' says 'at she's Most proud, of all ...
"When little 'Pollus Morton he's A-go' to speak a piece, w'y, nen The Teacher smiles an' says 'at she's Most proud, of all ...
Johnny's drowned - here's his clo'esWhere he's got to, we dunno;Sure enough, he never rose;So we thought we'd let you ...
Skin as black an' jes as sof' as a velvet dress,Teeth as white as ivory -well dey is I guess.Eyes ...
I'm standin' at the corner uv the Lane -- The Land called Spadgers -- waiting fer 'is jills.The night's come ...
Ah, wot's the use? she sez. "Lea' me alone! Why can't I go to 'ell in my own way?I never ...
I.—BY THE CRADLE.Close her eyes: she must not peep!Let her little puds go slack;Slide away far into sleep:Sis will watch ...
In the days when every seaport had its figureheads to show —Queens, princesses, sea-nymphs, witches, girls of all sorts, row ...
Why stone the crows! 'e sez. "I like 'er style, But alwiz, some'ow, women 'ave appearedSet fer to 'old me ...
When I leave this Western ocean, to the South'ard I will steerIn a tall Colonial clipper, far an' far enough ...
There were two little skeezucks who lived in the isle Of Boo in a southern sea;They clambered and rollicked in ...
'Convento dos Jer?nymos de Bel?m? pr?s de Lisbonne. Mon Ange Gardien ! Veuille, ? ma derni?re heure, Me reconduire dans ...
Country blokes is kind, he said, And sat upon his swag(I had no pipe tobacco, So he said he'd "risk ...
YOU never hear a woman boastOf her endurance, yet I vowThe tiniest mite o' a woman hasMore courage than a ...
The cowboy ain't no dandyWhen it comes to wearin' clo'es;But when he trails to the city,He'll go as other folks ...
'Ow would you like to be a packet rat,Wiv no place anyw'ere to 'ang your 'at?Wiz two bare feet most ...
'E passes by, each day, at ten - A bottle-shouldered yidWot looks as if 'e pushed a pen An' drawes ...
Things is pickin' up as most folks knows,So I sent to town fer to git new clo'es.Some onderwear and a ...
How can I work when you play the piano, Feminine person above?How can I think, with your ceaseless soprano Singing: ...
If you've ever stole a pheasant-egg be'ind the keeper's back, If you've ever snigged the washin' from the line, If ...
There was a row in Silver Street that's near to Dublin Quay, Between an Irish regiment an' English cavalree; It ...
There were two little skeezucks who lived in the isle Of Boo in a southern sea; They clambered and rollicked ...
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