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 ...
To-day I strayed in Charing Cross as wretched as could be With thinking of my home and friends across the ...
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble doteEz to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note,Our old ...
(The exile Meliboeus finds Tityrus in possession of his own farm,restored to him by the emperor Augustus, and a conversation ...
The Blue Horizon wuz a mine us fellers all thought well uv,And there befell the episode I now perpose to ...
Friend, by the way you hump yourself you're from the States, I know, And born in old Mizzourah, where the ...
My books are on their shelves againAnd clouds lie low with mist and rain.Afar the Arno murmurs lowThe tale of ...
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe— Sailed on a river of crystal light, ...
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE)When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day,The fair Winfreda bode at ...
Marcus Varro went up and down The places where old books were sold;He ransacked all the shops in town For ...
Dear, noble friend! a virgin cask Of wine solicits your attention;And roses fair, to deck your hair, And things too ...
If I were Francois Villon and Francois Villon I, What would it matter to me how the time might drag ...
I'm a beautiful red, red drum,And I train with the soldier boys;As up the street we come,Wonderful is our noise!There's ...
Last night the Stork came stalking,And, Stork, beneath your wingLay, lapped in dreamless slumber,The tiniest little thing!From Babyland, out yonderBeside ...
Over the hills and far away,A little boy steals from his morning playAnd under the blossoming apple-treeHe lies and he ...
Upon a mountain height, far from the sea, I found a shell,And to my listening ear the lonely thingEver ...
As forth he pours the new made wine, What blessing asks the lyric poet-- What boon implores in this ...
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-- Sailed on a river of crystal light Into ...
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE) When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day, The fair Winfreda ...
Upon a mountain height, far from the sea, I found a shell, And to my listening ear the lonely thing ...
Last night the Stork came stalking, And, Stork, beneath your wing Lay, lapped in dreamless slumber, The tiniest little thing! ...
I'm a beautiful red, red drum, And I train with the soldier boys; As up the street we come, Wonderful ...
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note, ...
The Blue Horizon wuz a mine us fellers all thought well uv, And there befell the episode I now perpose ...
When the busy day is done, And my weary little one Rocketh gently to and fro; When the night winds ...
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-- Sailed on a river of misty light Into ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
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