The Candidate’s Creed (James Russell Lowell Poems)
I du believe in Freedom's cause,Ez fur away ez Paris is;I love to see her stick her clawsIn them infarnal ...
Poems about hev (21 Poems)
Lamentin’ An Repentin’ (John Hartley Poems)
Awst be better when spring comes, aw think, But aw feel varry sickly an waik,Awve noa relish for mait nor for ...
What Mr. Robinson Thinks (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Guvener B. is a sensible man;He stays to his home an' looks arter his folks;He draws his furrer ez straight ...
The Old Cove (Henry Howard Brownell Poems)
"All we ask is to be let alone."As vonce I valked by a dismal svamp,There sot an Old Cove in ...
The Little Town O’ Tailholt (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
You kin boast about yer cities, and their stiddy growth and size,And brag about yer County-seats, and business enterprise,And railroads, ...
Luke (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(IN THE COLORADO PARK, 1873)Wot's that you're readin'?--a novel? A novel!--well, darn my skin!You a man grown and bearded and ...
An Idyl Of The Road (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(SIERRAS, 1876)DRAMATIS PERSONAEFirst TouristSecond TouristYuba Bill, DriverA StrangerFIRST TOURISTLook how the upland plunges into cover, Green where the pines fade ...
‘Paw’ (C J Dennis Poems)
Haw!Ai've just obteened a pension for mai Paw.And you should hev seen the people that were theah. Re-ally, it was ...
Cicely (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(ALKALI STATION)Cicely says you're a poet; maybe,--I ain't much on rhyme:I reckon you'd give me a hundred, and beat me ...
The Interloper (C J Dennis Poems)
The Honourable TORYPHAT addressed the meeting: 'Hem!(Prolonged applause.) Ah - Mistah Chairman, gentlemen. To stemThe tide of Socialism - rabid ...
Seventy-Nine (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(MR. INTERVIEWER INTERVIEWED)Know me next time when you see me, won't you, old smarty?Oh, I mean YOU, old figger-head,--just the ...
The Thought-Reader Of Angels (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMESWe hev tumbled ez dust Or ez worms of the yearth;Wot we looked for hez bust! We ...
The Bench-Legged (Eugene Field Poems)
Speakin' of dorgs, my bench-legged fyceHed most o' the virtues, an' nary a vice.Some folks called him Sooner, a name ...
Truthful James To The Editor (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(YREKA, 1873)Which it is not my style To produce needless painBy statements that rile Or that go 'gin the grain,But ...
The Hawk’s Nest (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(SIERRAS)We checked our pace, the red road sharply rounding; We heard the troubled flowOf the dark olive depths of pines ...
Autumn On The Range (Earl Alonzo Brininstool Poems)
Off across the wide arroyo sweeps the breezes of the fall,Where the haze of Injun summer sort o' lingers over ...
In The Tunnel (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Didn't know Flynn,--Flynn of Virginia,--Long as he's been 'yar?Look 'ee here, stranger,Whar HEV you been?Here in this tunnel He was ...
The Cowman Jubilates (Earl Alonzo Brininstool Poems)
The sodden slopes are turnin' greenWhere grassy shoots are peepin' out'The purtiest site you ever seen--It makes a cowman want ...
The Land (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
When Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald, In the days of Diocletian owned our Lower River-field, He called to him ...
The Bench-Legged Fyce (Eugene Field Poem)
Speakin' of dorgs, my bench-legged fyce Hed most o' the virtues, an' nary a vice. Some folks called him Sooner, ...
The Little Old Log Cabin (Robert William Service Poems)
When a man gits on his uppers in a hard-pan sort of town, An' he ain't got nothin' comin' an' ...