Mother And Child (Eugene Field Poems)
One night a tiny dewdrop fell Into the bosom of a rose,—"Dear little one, I love thee well, Be ever ...
One night a tiny dewdrop fell Into the bosom of a rose,—"Dear little one, I love thee well, Be ever ...
Where wail the waters in their flaw A spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shore Bemoans the ...
There were three cavaliers that went over the Rhine, And gayly they called to the hostess for wine. "And where ...
(ALASKAN BALLAD) The Northland reared his hoary head And spied the Southland leagues away-- "Fairest of all fair brides," he ...
There were two little skeezucks who lived in the isle Of Boo in a southern sea; They clambered and rollicked ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
Last night the Stork came stalking, And, Stork, beneath your wing Lay, lapped in dreamless slumber, The tiniest little thing! ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there; A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining ...
Sometime there ben a lyttel boy That wolde not renne and play, And helpless like that little tyke Ben allwais ...
Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse - Perhaps you have seen him before; Perhaps, while you slept, his ...
It's when the birds go piping and the daylight slowly breaks, That, clamoring for his dinner, our precious baby wakes; ...
Up yonder in Buena Park There is a famous spot, In legend and in history Yclept the Waller Lot. There ...
Who should come up the road one day But the doctor-man in his two-wheel shay! And he whoaed his horse ...
One night a tiny dewdrop fell Into the bosom of a rose,-- "Dear little one, I love thee well, Be ...
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
Krinken was a little child,-- It was summer when he smiled. Oft the hoary sea and grim Stretched its white ...
Fisherman Jim lived on the hill With his bonnie wife an' his little boys; 'T wuz "Blow, ye winds, as ...
There was a certain gentleman, Ben Apfelgarten called, Who lived way off in Germany a many years ago, And he ...
Lie in my arms, Ailsie, my bairn,-- Lie in my arms and dinna greit; Long time been past syn I ...
I thought myself indeed secure, So fast the door, so firm the lock; But, lo! he toddling comes to lure ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
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