Vi’lits (C J Dennis Poems)
I wus pickin' gipsy vi'lits fer to try an' square Doreen.We 'ad words . . . about pianners - fer ...
Poems about knowin (21 Poems)
The Mooch O’ Life (C J Dennis Poems)
This ev'nin' I was sittin' wiv Doreen, Peaceful an' 'appy wiv the day's work done,Watchin', be'ind the orchard's bonzer green, ...
Doreen (C J Dennis Poems)
I wish't yeh menat it, Bill. Oh, 'ow me 'eart Went out to 'er that evnin' on the beach.I knew ...
Elegy on the Death of a Frog (David Lewis Poems)
Ya summer day when I were mowin', When flooers of monny soorts were growin', Which fast befoor my scythe fell ...
The Lost Pardner (Badger Clark Jr Poems)
I ride alone and hate the boys I meet.Today, some way, their laughin' hurts me so.I hate the mockin'-birds in ...
Fruit of Earth (C J Dennis Poems)
The winds that blow about the world (Said Old George Jones)See here all hope to ruin hurled,See there triumphant flags ...
Pretending Not To See (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
Sometimes at the table, whenHe gets misbehavin', thenMother calls across to me:"Look at him, now! Don't you seeWhat he's doin', ...
His Dog (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
Pete bristles when the doorbell rings. Last night he didn't act the same.Dogs have a way of knowin' things, An' ...
The True Man (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
This is the sort of a man was he:True when it hurt him a lot to be;Tight in a corner ...
Should Auld Acquaintance . . .? (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Fancy you knowin' old Bill Barley — I haven't seen 'im since I don't know when;Him an' me made a ...
The Bridge At Luckeen (Clinton Scollard Poems)
One day as I stood at the Bridge of Luckeen, Above the bright water all glancin' an' green, There strayed ...
The Mowers (D H Lawrence Poems)
THERE'S four men mowing down by the river; I can hear the sound of the scythe strokes, four ...
The Farmer’s Wife To Her White Heifer (Dorothy Una Ratcliffe Poems)
COOM, Cush-Luve, coom, thoo should be in thi byreBy t' edge o' dark,Instead o' gettin' thisen mucked in mire.Noo, just ...
What To Do (Buddy Holly Poems)
What to doNow that she doesn't want meThat's what haunts meWhat to doWhat to doTo keep from being lonelyWant her ...
The Cut Finger (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
THE GOSSOON It's bleedin'! It's bleedin'! THE OULD WOMAN An' shure, me lad, 't is bleedin'; But come, ...
My Prisoner (Robert William Service Poems)
We was in a crump-'ole, 'im and me; Fightin' wiv our bayonets was we; Fightin' 'ard as 'ell we was, ...
The Red Retreat (Robert William Service Poems)
Tramp, tramp, the grim road, the road from Mons to Wipers (I've 'ammered out this ditty with me bruised and ...
Hot Digitty Dog (Robert William Service Poems)
Hot digitty dog! Now, ain't it queer, I've been abroad for over a year; Seen a helluva lot since then, ...
Montreal Maree (Robert William Service Poems)
You've heard of Belching Billy, likewise known as Windy Bill, As punk a chunk of Yukon scum as ever robbed ...
Segregation (Robert William Service Poems)
I stood beside the silken rope, Five dollars in my hand, And waited in my patient hope To sit anear ...
Jones’s Porvate Argyment (Sidney Lanier Poems)
That air same Jones, which lived in Jones, He had this pint about him: He'd swear with a hundred sighs ...