Griggsby’s Station (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Pap's got his patent-right, and rich is all creation;But where's the peace and comfort that we all had before?Le's go ...
Pap's got his patent-right, and rich is all creation;But where's the peace and comfort that we all had before?Le's go ...
THE City clocks point out the hoursThey look like moons on their darkened towers-And I who was shown my destinationThrice, ...
Hawkins wasn't in the swim at all in Dingo Flat, And to bait him was our chiefest form of ...
the joyful man Franz maintained protuberancefrom start to finishhe never came down the porch measured stars named flowers believed I ...
In Mem. L. N. L. Ob. MCMXXXIINoble beyond degreeIn a democracy:Slight woman whose spent graceBanishes their visionTo the thin trackless ...
Myrtie, my notion of no one to write about Seems to be any one other than you;Therefore, Myrtilla, I'm penning ...
489We pray—to Heaven—We prate—of Heaven—Relate—when Neighbors die—At what o'clock to heaven—they fled—Who saw them—Wherefore fly?Is Heaven a Place—a Sky—a Tree?Location's ...
Designed like a military map, the letter forms M and S dominate this composition. M refers to the word "Marne" ...
God has placed us in this place this location to share his love and grace To be his hands and ...
Where Thou art -- that -- is Home -- Cashmere -- or Calvary -- the same -- Degree -- or ...
We pray -- to Heaven -- We prate -- of Heaven -- Relate -- when Neighbors die -- At what ...
So much of Heaven has gone from Earth That there must be a Heaven If only to enclose the Saints ...
A nearness to Tremendousness -- An Agony procures -- Affliction ranges Boundlessness -- Vicinity to Laws Contentment's quiet Suburb -- ...
"Tomorrow" -- whose location The Wise deceives Though its hallucination Is last that leaves -- Tomorrow -- thou Retriever Of ...
All afternoon I have been struggling to communicate in Italian with Roberto and Giuseppe, who have begun to resemble the ...
Your voice, with clear location of June days, Called me outside the window.You were there, Light yet composed, as in ...
1 FLOOD-TIDE below me! I watch you face to face; Clouds of the west! sun there half an hour high! ...
1 TO think of time-of all that retrospection! To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward! Have you guess'd ...
1 MANHATTAN'S streets I saunter'd, pondering, On time, space, reality-on such as these, and abreast with them, prudence. 2 After ...
As I pondered very weary o'er a volume long and dreary -- For the plot was void of interest; 'twas ...
Unspeakable. The word that fills up the poem, that the head tries to excise. At 6 a.m., the wet lion. ...
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