The stoddards (Eugene Field Poem)
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
Way up at the top of a big stack of straw Was the cunningest parlor that ever you saw! And ...
Have you ever heard the wind go "Yooooo"? 'T is a pitiful sound to hear! It seems to chill you ...
A bottle tree bloometh in Winkyway land - Heigh-ho for a bottle, I say! A snug little berth in that ...
I ain't afeard uv snakes, or toads, or bugs, or worms, or mice, An' things 'at girls are skeered uv ...
'Tis a dull sight To see the year dying, When winter winds Set the yellow wood sighing: Sighing, oh! sighing. ...
TIS a dull sight To see the year dying, When winter winds Set the yellow wood sighing: Sighing, O sighing! ...
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The ...
You'll know Her -- by Her Foot -- The smallest Gamboge Hand With Fingers -- where the Toes should be ...
Like Brooms of Steel The Snow and Wind Had swept the Winter Street -- The House was hooked The Sun ...
Papa above! Regard a Mouse O'erpowered by the Cat! Reserve within thy kingdom A "Mansion" for the Rat! Snug in ...
My maternal grandparents were snowbirds; the scent of their plumage an evergreen air freshener dangling off the rearview mirror of ...
Whate'er you dream, with doubt possessed, Keep, keep it snug within your breast, And lay you down and take your ...
Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue, Nor swiftewd greyhound follow, Whose foot ne'er tainted morning dew, Nor ear heard ...
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
"AND did you really walk," said I, "On such a wretched night? I always fancied Ghosts could fly - If ...
"WHAT'S this?" I pondered. "Have I slept? Or can I have been drinking?" But soon a gentler feeling crept Upon ...
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
A spot of poontang on a five-foot piece, Diminutive, but room enough . . like clay To finger eager on ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
My dearest Frank, I wish you joy Of Mary's safety with a Boy, Whose birth has given little pain Compared ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
O YE wha are sae guid yoursel', Sae pious and sae holy, Ye've nought to do but mark and tell ...
HEAR, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots, Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;- If there's a hole in a' your coats, ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
HA! whaur ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie? Your impudence protects you sairly; I canna say but ye strunt rarely, Owre ...
ON SEEING ONE ON A LADY'S BONNET AT CHURCH Ha! whare ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie! Your impudence protects you ...
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