Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (Eugene Field Poem)
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-- Sailed on a river of crystal light Into ...
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-- Sailed on a river of crystal light Into ...
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-- Sailed on a river of misty light Into ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
A huge shoe mounts up from the horizon, squealing and grinding forward on small wheels, even as a man sitting ...
A week ago I had a fire To warm my feet, my hands and face; Cold winds, that never make ...
Because the road to our house is a back road, meadowlands punctuated by gravel quarry and lumberyard, there are unexpected ...
They leave us with the Infinite. But He -- is not a man -- His fingers are the size of ...
These -- saw Visions -- Latch them softly -- These -- held Dimples -- Smooth them slow -- This -- ...
Of Silken Speech and Specious Shoe A Traitor is the Bee His service to the newest Grace Present continually His ...
Is Bliss then, such Abyss, I must not put my foot amiss For fear I spoil my shoe? I'd rather ...
I know a place where Summer strives With such a practised Frost -- She -- each year -- leads her ...
A Burdock -- clawed my Gown -- Not Burdock's -- blame -- But mine -- Who went too near The ...
'Twas the old -- road -- through pain -- That unfrequented -- one -- With many a turn -- and ...
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold A Night or two ago -- And now she turns Her perfect ...
I started Early -- Took my Dog -- And visited the Sea -- The Mermaids in the Basement Came out ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
I'll tell thee everything I can: There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
'Haddock's Eyes' or 'The Aged Aged Man' or 'Ways and Means' or 'A-Sitting On A Gate' I'll tell thee everything ...
I'll tell thee everything I can; There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
Those great sweeps of snow that stop suddenly six feet from the house ... Thoughts that go so far. The ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
In the zunsheen of our zummers Wi' the hay time now a-come, How busy wer we out a-vield Wi' vew ...
In the zunsheen of our zummers Wi' the hay time now a-come, How busy wer we out a-vield Wi' vew ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
CARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves, Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves With all the careless ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying. In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals, ...
Little Cowboy, what have you heard, Up on the lonely rath's green mound? Only the plaintive yellow bird Sighing in ...
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