The Aged Pilot Man (Mark Twain Poems)
On the Erie Canal, it was,All on a summer's day,I sailed forth with my parentsFar away to Albany.From out the ...
On the Erie Canal, it was,All on a summer's day,I sailed forth with my parentsFar away to Albany.From out the ...
There was one Mrs. Cameron of 50 years of age and the fattest woman in all Inverness-shire who got up ...
Dear Wendell, why need count the years Since first your genius made me thrill,If what moved then to smiles or tears, Or ...
No longer, 0 scholars, shall PlautusBe taught us.No more shall professors be partialTo Martial.No ninnyWill stop playing "shinney"For Pliny.Not even ...
THE COLONEL stopped, and glared around,Then, pointing sternly to the ground,'What does this mean?' demanded he,'A piece of orange peel ...
Thread the nerves through the right holes;Get out of my bones, you wormy souls.Shut up my stomach, the ribs are ...
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
I know I'm dull. I know I got a brain That's only fit fer fertilizin' 'air.I don't arst for bokays: ...
Friend, quoth Lord Nevil, "thou art young To face the world, and thou art blind To subtle ways ...
Mrs. B.:From out a canon in the West I came with colors flying,To meet the people known as " best," ...
When Leonardo was a lad there was a certain setWho snubbed him most outrageously - in fact, they snub him ...
The blue jay with a crest on his headComes round the cabin in the snow.He runs in the snow like ...
He polished snubs till they were regnant art,Curling their shameless toilets round the hour.Each lay upon his lips an exquisite ...
Gasholders, russet among fields. Milldams, marlpools that lay unstirring. Eel-swarms. Coagulations of frogs: once, with branches and half-bricks, he battered ...
We thought we would be nice generous, helpful, gracious hosts But that wasn't what he wanted, not what he had ...
There's an infinity of wisdom in your smile that would deny the winsome wit that lies at back of it; ...
With saddest music all day long She soothed her secret sorrow: At night she sighed "I fear 'twas wrong Such ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
On the Erie Canal, it was, All on a summer's day, I sailed forth with my parents Far away to ...
At dawn of day the white land lay all gruesome-like and grim, When Bill Mc'Gee he says to me: "We've ...
They're taking down a tree at the front door, The power saw is snarling at some nerves, Whining at others. ...
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