Good-Children Street (Eugene Field Poem)
There's a dear little home in Good-Children street - My heart turneth fondly to-day Where tinkle of tongues and patter ...
There's a dear little home in Good-Children street - My heart turneth fondly to-day Where tinkle of tongues and patter ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
While Monarchs in stern Battle strove For proud Imperial Sway; Abandon'd to his milder Love, Within a silent peaceful Grove, ...
After long drought, commotion in the sky; After dead silence, thunder. Then it comes, The rain. It slashes leaves, and ...
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
In a great land, a new land, a land full of labour and riches and confusion, Where there were many ...
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness as she paused just inside the double glass doors to survey the room, ...
Some we see no more, Tenements of Wonder Occupy to us though perhaps to them Simpler are the Days than ...
Over and over, like a Tune -- The Recollection plays -- Drums off the Phantom Battlements Cornets of Paradise -- ...
My Triumph lasted till the Drums Had left the Dead alone And then I dropped my Victory And chastened stole ...
My Portion is Defeat -- today -- A paler luck than Victory -- Less Paeans -- fewer Bells -- The ...
Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth -- Widths out of the Sun -- And look -- and shudder, ...
Inconceivably solemn! Things go gay Pierce -- by the very Press Of Imagery -- Their far Parades -- order on ...
I have a King, who does not speak -- So -- wondering -- thro' the hours meek I trudge the ...
I dreaded that first Robin, so, But He is mastered, now, I'm accustomed to Him grown, He hurts a little, ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
Enduring an inguinal hernia repair can drive you to despair, it is a monumental nonsense; in my defence I hadn't ...
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially; Babies look up with owlish face And see them ...
The line breaks and the guns go under, The lords and the lackeys ride the plain; I draw deep breaths ...
You whom the kings saluted; who refused not The one great pleasure of ignoble days, Fame without name and glory ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
On the desert A silence from the moon's deepest valley. Fire rays fall athwart the robes Of hooded men, squat ...
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. Because the lover threw wild hands toward the sky And the affrighted ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
This is not bad -- ambling along 44th Street with Sonny Rollins for company, his music flowing through the soft ...
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh ...
My friend went to the piano; spun the stool A little higher; left his pipe to cool; Picked up a ...
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