The Peter-Bird (Eugene Field Poems)
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter,And from the orchard a voice echoes and echoes ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter,And from the orchard a voice echoes and echoes ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night,To visit with my honest, genial friends, the ...
Though care and strife Elsewhere be rife,Upon my word I do not heed 'em; ...
When I was broke in London in the fall of '89, I chanced to spy in Oxford Street this tantalizing ...
My books are on their shelves againAnd clouds lie low with mist and rain.Afar the Arno murmurs lowThe tale of ...
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh,We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O gosh!He ...
Marcus Varro went up and down The places where old books were sold;He ransacked all the shops in town For ...
I thought myself indeed secure, So fast the door, so firm the lock;But, lo! he toddling comes to lure My ...
A dying mother gave to you Her child a many years ago;How in your gracious love he grew, You know, ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
The women-folk are like to books,-- Most pleasing to the eye, Whereon if anybody looks He feels disposed to buy. ...
Keep me, I pray, in wisdom's way That I may truths eternal seek; I need protecting care to-day,-- My purse ...
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh, We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O ...
Though care and strife Elsewhere be rife, Upon my word I do not heed 'em; In bed I lie With ...
I thought myself indeed secure, So fast the door, so firm the lock; But, lo! he toddling comes to lure ...
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