The Old-Home Folks (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Such was the Child-World of the long-ago--The little world these children used to know:--Johnty, the oldest, and the best, perhaps,Of ...
Such was the Child-World of the long-ago--The little world these children used to know:--Johnty, the oldest, and the best, perhaps,Of ...
Hear me, O beeches! YouThat have with ageless anguish slowly risenFrom earth's still secret prisonInto the ampler prison of aery ...
II MAKE not my division of the hours By dials, clocks, or waking birds' acclaim, Nor measure seasons by the reigning flowers, The ...
DAYBREAKWhat makes the lingering Night so cling to thee?Thou vast, profound, primeval hiding-placeOf ancient secrets,-gray and ghostly gulfCleft in the green ...
Good morning sweetheart.Good morning my Saint of a sweetheart.It has been two year mothersince the boy has sailedon his mythical ...
-- for Blanca Wiethuchterand Ramiro Molina With the smoke and with the fire, many people muffled and silent on a street, on ...
Perhaps my choice, my eternityThat lasts no longer than recommencing,Than banishing, petrifying of the roots.Sometimes I look at you, sometimes ...
When from the curve of the wood's edge does growPower, and that spreads to envelope me —Wrapped up in sense ...
Don't knock at my door, little child, I cannot let you in,You know not what a world this is Of cruelty and ...
The dog that caught the minkWas strolling down the street,When, quicker than a wink,He chanced a maid to meet,Inhabiting the ...
''Powers, erst of heaven; and, haply, yet again, As, with the years, we wiser, mightier grow, Thither, triumphant, destined to ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
mon semblable, mon fr?re(1) Our epoch takes a voluptuous satisfaction In that perspective of the action Which pictures us inhabiting ...
Soft was the night, the eve how airy, When through the big, fat dictionary I wandered on in careless ease, ...
Methinks in Him there dwells alway A sea of laughter very deep, Where the leviathans leap, And little children play, ...
Your daisies have come on the day of my divorce: the courtroom a cement box, a gas chamber for the ...
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