Casey’s Table D’Hote (Eugene Field Poems)
Oh, them days on Red Hoss Mountain, when the skies wuz fair 'nd blue,When the money flowed like likker, 'nd ...
Oh, them days on Red Hoss Mountain, when the skies wuz fair 'nd blue,When the money flowed like likker, 'nd ...
Lady who hold'st on me dominion!Within your spirit's arms I stay me fastAgainst the fellImmitigate ravening of the gates of ...
The tender Grace of a day that is past.The dew is on the roses, The owl hath spread her wing;And ...
Prudence Mears hath an old blue plate Hid away in an oaken chest,And a Franklin platter of ancient date Beareth ...
I know the rules and hear myself agree Not to invest beyond this one night stand. I know your patter: ...
UPON a noon I pilgrimed through A pasture, mile by mile, Unto the place where I last saw My dead ...
The question hanging like the Sword of Damocles offered up that we would hear the message for us in the ...
Our lives so much more valuable than our constant struggles our worries worth far less than the energy we invest ...
The words of the savior So poignantly describe The Father, the reconciliation So amply desired, In the words of the ...
Prudence Mears hath an old blue plate Hid away in an oaken chest, And a Franklin platter of ancient date ...
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
Knight-errant of the Never-ending Quest, And Minstrel of the Unfulfilled Desire; For ever tuning thy frail earthly lyre To some ...
Praise it -- 'tis dead -- It cannot glow -- Warm this inclement Ear With the encomium it earned Since ...
Publication -- is the Auction Of the Mind of Man -- Poverty -- be justifying For so foul a thing ...
In ash-fine silt that spread like sand after the flood and before the wild weeds claimed the old stream bed; ...
'Of course,' I said, 'we cannot hope to find What we are looking for in anyone; They glitter, maybe, but ...
I Let others sing of gold and gear, the joy of being rich; But oh, the days when I was ...
Like a dry fish flung inland far from shore, There lived a sailor, warped and ocean-browned, Who told of an ...
My son, if you go to the races to battle with Ikey and Mo, Remember, it's seldom the pigeon can ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
HAIL holy light, ofspring of Heav'n first-born, Or of th' Eternal Coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
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