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 ...
Now, all aboard, my sonnies, for the time is slipping past,We've got to make ten miles before the dawn,Our team's ...
Our God who made two lovers in a garden, And smote them separate and set them free, Their four eyes wild for ...
I stood at attention to see there was an angry thunderclap!A natural manifestation of the ugly clouds above!Proud man was ...
In these red labyrinths of LondonI find that I have chosenthe strangest of all callings,save that, in its way, any ...
NOT that the pines were darker there,nor mid-May dogwood brighter there,nor swifts more swift in summer air;it was my own ...
Above the bones St. Ursula owns,And those of the virgins she chaperons; Above the ...
How slow those arrows crept across the map,How many thousand weary miles apart!They swoop together with a thunderclap.Now draw one ...
in these red labyrinths of London I find that I have chosen the strangest of all callings, save that, in ...
Jim just loves to garden, yes he does. He likes nothing better than to put on his little overalls and ...
Jim just loves to garden, yes he does. He likes nothing better than to put on his little overalls and ...
In the mustardseed sun, By full tilt river and switchback sea Where the cormorants scud, In his house on stilts ...
Twenty years hence my eyes may grow If not quite dim, yet rather so, Still yours from others they shall ...
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