Squire Hawkins’s Story (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales,Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say;Someway o' 'nother, language failsTo slide fer me ...
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales,Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say;Someway o' 'nother, language failsTo slide fer me ...
For the sake of guilty conscience, and the heart that ticks thetimeOf the clockworks of my nature, I desire to ...
I'm one o' these cur'ous kind o' chapsYou think you know when you don't, perhaps!I hain't no fool--ner I don't ...
THE husband's dire mishap, and silly maid,In ev'ry age, have proved the fable's aid;The fertile subject never will be dry:'Tis ...
A gaunt built woman and her son-in-law-A broad-faced fellow, with such flesh as showsNothing but easy nature-and his wife,The woman's ...
OUT in the west, where runs are wide, And days than ours are hotter,Not very far from Lachlan Side There dwelt a ...
I'm de only one left ob de Colony niggers; How things do meander away!When dey count my yeahs dey break down ...
Pap's got his patent-right, and rich is all creation;But where's the peace and comfort that we all had before?Le's go ...
Mrs. Coley's three-flat brickIsn't here any more.All done with seeing her fat little formBurst out of the basement door;And with ...
WAINAMOINEN AND YOUKAHAINEN.Wainamoinen, ancient minstrel,Passed his years in full contentment,On the meadows of Wainola,On the plains of Kalevala,Singing ever wondrous ...
THE BRIDE'S FAREWELL.When the marriage was completed,When the many guests had feasted,At the wedding of the Northland,At the Dismal-land carousal,Spake ...
PLATE IRixa super meroThey sat by their wine in the tavern that night,But not in good fellowship true:The Rhenish was ...
ILMARINEN'S WEDDING-FEAST.Louhi, hostess of the Northland,Ancient dame of Sariola,While at work within her dwelling,Heard the whips crack on the fenlands,Heard ...
Now Beowulf bode in the burg of the Scyldings,leader beloved, and long he ruledin fame with all folk, since his ...
From Woolwich and Brentford and Stamford Hill, from Richmond into the Strand, Oh, the Cockney soul is a silent soul ...
THE husband's dire mishap, and silly maid, In ev'ry age, have proved the fable's aid; The fertile subject never will ...
Why, oh why was Kater lifted From the darkness, where he drifted All unknown, and raised to honour, Side by ...
'Twas in the village of Ruily there lived a bonnie lass With red, pouting lips which few lasses could surpass, ...
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