The Old-Home Folks (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Such was the Child-World of the long-ago--The little world these children used to know:--Johnty, the oldest, and the best, perhaps,Of ...
Such was the Child-World of the long-ago--The little world these children used to know:--Johnty, the oldest, and the best, perhaps,Of ...
Argument:The man in the wilderness asked meHow many strawberries grow in the sea;And I answered him as I thought good,As ...
Argument:The Queen of Hearts,She made some tartsAll on a summer's day;The Knave of Hearts,He stole those tartsAnd carried them away!The ...
Argument:Little Miss MuffetSat on a tuffet,Eating of curds and whey.There came a black spider,Which sat down beside her,And frightened Miss ...
When fairy-folk sit down to supEach has for plate a buttercup,And for mug a tiny cellOf the delicate blue-bellFilled with ...
A rooster once pursued a worm That lingered not to brave him, To see his wretched victim squirm A pleasant thrill it gave ...
WAINAMOINEN'S WEDDING-SONGS.At the home of IlmarinenLong had they been watching, waiting,For the coming of the blacksmith,With his bride from Sariola.Weary ...
THE RIVAL SUITORSWainamoinen, old and truthful,Long considered, long debated,How to woo and win the daughterOf the hostess of Pohyola,How to ...
THE ISLE OF REFUGE.Lemminkainen, full of joyance,Handsome hero, Kaukomieli,Took provisions in abundance,Fish and butter, bread and bacon,Hastened to the Isle ...
BIRTH OF THE HARP.Wainamoinen, ancient minstrel,Onward steered his goodly vessel,From the isle of Lemminkainen,From the borders of the village;Steered his ...
WAINIOINEN'S RESCUE.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,Swam through all the deep-sea waters,Floating like a branch of aspen,Like a withered twig of willow;Swam ...
WAINAVOINEN'S LAMENTATION.Far and wide the tidings travelled,Far away men heard the storyOf the flight and death of Aino,Sister dear of ...
Days, when the ball of our visionHad eagles that flew unabashed to sun;When the grasp on the bow was decision,And ...
KULLERVO AND THE CHEAT-CAKE.Thereupon the lad, Kullervo,Laid his luncheon in his basket,Drove the herd to mountain-pastures,O'er the hills and through ...
ILMARINEN'S FRUITLESS WOOING.Ilmarinen, the magician,The eternal metal-artist,Lays aside the golden image,Beauteous maid of magic metals;Throws the harness on his courser,Binds ...
Poets have sung of the old-fashioned glories The old-fashioned pictures that hung on the wall,The old-fashioned people, the old-fashioned stories, ...
Have you heard of the king of Candy land?Well, listen while I sing,He has pages on every hand,For he is ...
Myrtilla, I have seen you eat-- Have heard you drink, to be precise--Your soup, and, notwithstanding, sweet, The gurgitation wasn't ...
THE first, a mare; the second, 'twixt bow-wow And pussy-cat, a cross; the third, a beast To baffle Buffon; the ...
Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
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