Old Spookses’ Pass (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
I. WE'D camped that night on Yaller Bull Flat,— Thar was Possum Billy, an' Tom, an' me. Right smart at throwin' a lariat Was ...
Poems about winkin (20 Poems)
Old Spense (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
You've seen his place, I reckon, friend? 'Twas rather kind ov tryin'.The way he made the dollars fly, Such gimcrack things a-buyin'-- He ...
A New Year’s Time At Willards’s (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
1 The Hired Man TalksThere's old man Willards; an' his wife;An' Marg'et-- S'repty's sister--; an'There's me-- an' I'm the hired man;An' ...
The Biglow Papers (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Thrash away, you'll _hev_ to rattle On them kittle-drums o' yourn,--'Taint a knowin' kind o' cattle Thet is ketched with mouldy corn;Put ...
Old Dave To Th’ New Parson (John Hartley Poems)
"Soa, yo're th' new parson, are yo? Well, awm fain to see yo've come;Yo'll feel a trifle strange at furst, But mak ...
Writin’ Back To The Home-Folks (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
My dear old friends--It jes beats all, The way you write a letterSo's ever' _last_ line beats the _first_, And ever' _next_-un's ...
Is It Reight? (John Hartley Poems)
Awm noa radical, liberal nor toory, Awm a plain spokken, hard-workin man;Aw cooart nawther fame, wealth nor glory, But try to do ...
Of Verbal Criticism (David Mallet Poems)
Among the numerous fools, by Fate design'd Oft to disturb, and oft divert, mankind, The reading coxcomb is of special ...
Th’ Goblin Parson (Edwin Waugh Poems)
Th' wynt wur still i'th shade o'th hill, An' stars began o' glowin'I'th' fadin' leet, one summer neet, ...
Neet-Fo’ — Nightfall (Edwin Waugh Poems)
Th' wynt blows keen thro' th' shiverin' thorn, An' th' leet looks wild i'th sky;Come, Tet, stir up that ...
Neet Fo — Night Fall (Edwin Waugh Poems)
Th' wynt blows keen through th' shiverin' thorns,An' th' leet looks wild i'th sky;Come, Tet, stir up that fire; an' ...
What The Auld Fowk Are Thinkin (George MacDonald Poems)
The bairns i' their beds, worn oot wi' nae wark,Are sleepin, nor ever an eelid winkin;The auld fowk lie still ...
Little Croodlin Doo (Eugene Field Poems)
Ho, pretty bee, did you see my croodlin doo? Ho, little lamb, is she jinkin' on the lea? Ho, bonnie ...
The Sergeant’s Weddin’ (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
'E was warned agin' 'er -- That's what made 'im look; She was warned agin' 'im -- That is why ...
Chant-Pagan (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Me that 'ave been what I've been -- Me that 'ave gone where I've gone -- Me that 'ave seen ...
Little croodlin doo (Eugene Field Poem)
Ho, pretty bee, did you see my croodlin doo? Ho, little lamb, is she jinkin' on the lea? Ho, bonnie ...
68. The Holy Fair (Robert Burns Poems)
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
89. The Ordination (Robert Burns Poems)
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an' claw, An' pour your creeshie nations; An' ye wha leather rax an' draw, Of a' denominations; ...
Danny O’Dare (Shel Silverstein Poems)
Danny O'Dare, the dancin' bear, Ran away from the County Fair, Ran right up to my back stair And thought ...
White Cockatoos (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Now the autumn maize is growing, Now the corn-cob fills, Where the Little River flowing Winds among the hills. Over ...