Booh! (Eugene Field Poems)
On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap,And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap,In ...
Eugene Field Poems on Faces (42 Poems)
John Smith (Eugene Field Poems)
To-day I strayed in Charing Cross as wretched as could be With thinking of my home and friends across the ...
Casey’s Table D’Hote (Eugene Field Poems)
Oh, them days on Red Hoss Mountain, when the skies wuz fair 'nd blue,When the money flowed like likker, 'nd ...
Yvytot (Eugene Field Poems)
Where wail the waters in their flawA spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shoreBemoans the heir of ...
A Dream Of Sunshine (Eugene Field Poems)
I'm weary of this weather and I hanker for the waysWhich people read of in the psalms and preachers paraphrase--The ...
Our Lady of the Mine (Eugene Field Poems)
The Blue Horizon wuz a mine us fellers all thought well uv,And there befell the episode I now perpose to ...
The Stoddards (Eugene Field Poems)
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night,To visit with my honest, genial friends, the ...
Mary Smith (Eugene Field Poems)
Away down East where I was reared amongst my Yankee kith,There used to live a pretty girl whose name was ...
To A Soubrette (Eugene Field Poems)
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met; And yet—ah, yet, how swift and tenderMy thoughts go back in time's dull ...
Good-Bye–Go (Eugene Field Poems)
I like the Anglo-Saxon speech With its direct revealings;It takes a hold, and seems to reach 'Way down into your ...
The Happy Household (Eugene Field Poems)
It's when the birds go piping and the daylight slowly breaks,That, clamoring for his dinner, our precious baby wakes;Then it's ...
Christmas Treasures (Eugene Field Poems)
I count my treasures o'er with care.— The little toy my darling knew, A little sock of faded hue,A little ...
Mother And Sphinx (Eugene Field Poems)
(EGYPTIAN FOLK-SONG)Grim is the face that looks into the night Over the stretch of sands;A sullen rock in a sea ...
New-Year’s Eve (Eugene Field Poems)
Good old days--dear old days When my heart beat high and bold--When the things of earth seemed full of life, ...
The Duel (The Gingham Dog And The Calico Cat) (Eugene Field Poems)
The gingham dog and the calico catSide by side on the table sat;'T was half-past twelve, and (what do you ...
Booh! (Eugene Field Poems)
On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap,And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap,In ...
Uhland’s (Eugene Field Poems)
There were three cavaliers that went over the Rhine,And gayly they called to the hostess for wine."And where is thy ...
Little Boy Blue (Eugene Field Poems)
The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands;And the little toy soldier is red ...
In The Firelight (Eugene Field Poems)
The fire upon the hearth is low, And there is stillness everywhere, While like winged spirits, here and there,The firelight ...
Some Time (Eugene Field Poems)
Last night, my darling, as you slept, I thought I heard you sigh,And to your little crib I crept, And ...
The Brook (Eugene Field Poems)
I looked in the brook and saw a face -Heigh-ho, but a child was I!There were rushes and willows in ...
Hugo’s “Pool In The Forest” (Eugene Field Poems)
How calm, how beauteous and how cool— How like a sister to the skies,Appears the broad, transparent pool That in ...
Jennie (Eugene Field Poems)
Some men affect a liking For the prim in face and mind,And some prefer the striking And the loud in ...
Dead Roses (Eugene Field Poems)
He placed a rose in my nut-brown hair-- A deep red rose with a fragrant heart And said: ...
Hymn (Eugene Field Poems)
(FROM THE GERMAN OF MARTIN LUTHER)O heart of mine! lift up thine eyesAnd see who in yon manger lies!Of perfect ...
Yvytot (Eugene Field Poem)
Where wail the waters in their flaw A spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shore Bemoans the ...
Uhland’s (Eugene Field Poems)
There were three cavaliers that went over the Rhine, And gayly they called to the hostess for wine. "And where ...
To a soubrette (Eugene Field Poem)
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met; And yet--ah, yet, how swift and tender My thoughts go back in time's ...
The stoddards (Eugene Field Poem)
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
The duel (Eugene Field Poem)
The gingham dog and the calico cat Side by side on the table sat; 'T was half-past twelve, and (what ...