The shut-eye train (Eugene Field Poem)
Come, my little one, with me! There are wondrous sights to see As the evening shadows fall; In your pretty ...
Come, my little one, with me! There are wondrous sights to see As the evening shadows fall; In your pretty ...
Sweet, bide with me and let my love Be an enduring tether; Oh, wanton not from spot to spot, But ...
HENCE, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly! There 's naught in ...
Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly: There's nought in this ...
AWAY, delights! go seek some other dwelling, For I must die. Farewell, false love! thy tongue is ever telling Lie ...
DIVERTING in extreme there is a play, Which oft resumes its fascinating sway; Delights the sex, or ugly, fair, or ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
HOWEVER exquisite we BEAUTY find, It satiates sense, and palls upon the mind: Brown bread as well as white must ...
IF truth give pleasure, surely we should try; To found our tales on what we can rely; Th' experiment repeatedly ...
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
I cannot spare water or wine, Tobacco-leaf, or poppy, or rose; From the earth-poles to the Line, All between that ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
Sweet bird, that sing'st away the early hours Of winters past or coming, void of care, Well pleased with delights ...
That God should love me is more wonderful Than that I so imperfectly love him. My reason is mortality, and ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea ...
Winter is good -- his Hoar Delights Italic flavor yield To Intellects inebriate With Summer, or the World -- Generic ...
Too few the mornings be, Too scant the nights. No lodging can be had For the delights That come to ...
'Tis my first night beneath the Sun If I should spend it here -- Above him is too low a ...
Praise it -- 'tis dead -- It cannot glow -- Warm this inclement Ear With the encomium it earned Since ...
It is a pristine page, clean on the blue screen where I compose, I don't expect it to stay that ...
For months on end the pumpkins lay at peace, their parent vines had all but browned and died although a ...
Said Myrtias (a Syrian student in Alexandria; in the reign of Augustus Constans and Augustus Constantius; in part a pagan, ...
LO here a little volume, but great Book A nest of new-born sweets; Whose native fires disdaining To ly thus ...
When first the fiery-mantled sun His heavenly race begun to run; Round the earth and ocean blue, His children four ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
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