Floretty’s Musical Contribution (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
All seemed delighted, though the elders more,Of course, than were the children.--Thus, beforeMuch interchange of mirthful compliment,The story-teller said _his_ ...
All seemed delighted, though the elders more,Of course, than were the children.--Thus, beforeMuch interchange of mirthful compliment,The story-teller said _his_ ...
Within the sitting-room, the companyHad been increased in number. Two or threeYoung couples had been added: Emma King,Ella and Mary ...
"They ain't much 'tale' about it!" Noey said.--"K'tawby grapes wuz gittin' good-n-redI rickollect; and Tubb Kingry and me'Ud kindo' browse ...
There moves a sad processionAcross the silent vale,With backward-glancing eyes of grief,And tearful cheeks all pale.Scatter'd and slow, without array,With ...
In the Quarter of the NegroesWhere the doors are doors of paperDust of dingy atomsBlows a scratchy sound.Amorphous jack-o'-Lanterns caperAnd ...
Dey was hard times jes fo' Christmas round our neighborhood one year;So we held a secret meetin', whah de white ...
DAIH'S a moughty soothin' feelin'Hits a dahky man,'Long to'ds night.W'en de row is mos' nigh ended,Den he stops to fan,'Long ...
All were quite gracious in their plaudits ofBud's Fairy; but another stir aboveThat murmur was occasioned by a sweetYoung lady-caller, ...
The Harlem Advocate fell between his legs.The story was incredible!Taking off his glasses,Uncle Rufus rubbed the lenses and thought.though.Yes, his ...
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shoneHenley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne,Or that where on her Curlls the ...
Thy forests, Windsor! and thy green retreats,At once the Monarch's and the Muse's seats,Invite my lays. Be present, sylvan maids!Unlock ...
Rufus Gale speaks--1852Yes,--in the Lincoln Militia,--in the war of eighteen-twelve;Many's the day I've had since then to dig and delve--But ...
Supposed to have been written under the Ruins ofRufus's Castle, among the remains of the ancientChurch on the Isle of ...
Through Goshen Hollow, where hemlocks grow, Where rushing rills, with flash and flow, Are over the rough rocks falling; Where ...
1100Through sapling shades of summer green, By glade and height and hollow,Where Rufus rode the stag to bay,King Henry spurs ...
Of all the names of ford and town,Hamlet and bridge and furzy down.That makes sweet music to the earBy troutful ...
The gipsy wife came to my door with pegs and brooms to sellThey make by many a roadside fire and ...
Yes! we confess it! 'mong the sons of Fate, Earth's great ones, thou art great!As that tall peak which from ...
There exists no proof asTo who shot William RufusBut shooting him would seemTo have been quite a sound scheme.(Edmund Clerihew ...
Oh man! Nothing Mom and Dad were away; I had such big plans Four kinds of ice cream, scooped, melting ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
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