Cousin Rufus’ Story (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
My little story, Cousin Rufus said,Is not so much a story as a fact.It is about a certain willful boy--An ...
My little story, Cousin Rufus said,Is not so much a story as a fact.It is about a certain willful boy--An ...
THERE WAS a Squatter in the land- So runs the truthful tale I tell-There also were three cornstalks, and There also was ...
"What's the use of fairies?" said the child,"What's the use of fairies at all?The weeds in my garden grow wild,And ...
There lived a fool.For a long time he lived in peace and contentment; but by degrees rumoursbegan to reach him ...
Ah, yes; why not? Is one more adventitious born Than others--shekels richer, honors fuller, and all that-- That he can pass his ...
'If you want to annoy an opponent thoroughly, and even to harm him,' said acrafty old knave to me, 'you ...
I shall soon fall prey to rot.Though it's hard to die, it's good to die;I shall ask for no one's ...
In boundless mercy, the Redeemer left,The bosom of his Father, and assumedA servant's form, though he had reigned a king,In ...
"Sweet are the rosy memories of the lips That first kiss'd ours, albeit they kiss no more: Sweet is the ...
I STILL remember how she moved Among the rathe, wild blooms she loved, (When Spring came tip-toe down the slopes, ...
She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more.And drawing a shaken breath, and closing her eyes,To shut ...
A WORD is ringing thro' my brain, It was not meant to give me pain; It had no tone to ...
Across the sands of Syria,Or possibly Algeria,Or some benighted neighborhood of barrenness and drouth,There came the Prophet Samu-u-elUpon the Only ...
She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more. And drawing a shaken breath, and closing her eyes, ...
1 ELEMENTAL drifts! How I wish I could impress others as you have just been impressing me! As I ebb'd ...
I bought a young and lovely bride, Paying her father gold; Lamblike she rested by my side, As cold as ...
O dear little cabin, I've loved you so long, And now I must bid you good-bye! I've filled you with ...
He was an old prospector with a vision bleared and dim. He asked me for a grubstake, and the same ...
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