A Proper Trewe Idyll Of Camelot (Eugene Field Poems)
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awayeYe poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a merrie ...
Eugene Field Poems on Joy & Excitement (44 Poems)
An Eclogue From Virgil (Eugene Field Poems)
(The exile Meliboeus finds Tityrus in possession of his own farm,restored to him by the emperor Augustus, and a conversation ...
The Delectable Ballad Of The Waller Lot (Eugene Field Poems)
Up yonder in Buena ParkThere is a famous spot,In legend and in historyYclept the Waller Lot.There children play in daytimeAnd ...
Marthy’s Younkit (Eugene Field Poems)
The mountain brook sung lonesomelike, and loitered on its wayEz if it waited for a child to jine it in ...
The Vision Of The Holy Grail (Eugene Field Poems)
_Deere Chryste, let not the cheere of earth, To fill our hearts with heedless mirth This holy Christmasse time; ...
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 ...
Lydia Dick (Eugene Field Poems)
When I was a boy at college, Filling up with classic knowledge, Frequently I wondered why Old Professor Demas ...
Boccaccio (Eugene Field Poems)
One day upon a topmost shelf I found a precious prize indeed,Which father used to read himself, But did not ...
Two Idylls From Bion The Smyrnean (Eugene Field Poems)
IOnce a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came;Full of skill was he and heartless In pursuit of ...
In Praise Of Truth And Simplicity In Song (Eugene Field Poems)
Oh, for the honest, blithesome times Of bosky Sherwood long ago, When Allen trolled ...
Pan liveth (Eugene Field Poems)
They told me once that Pan was dead, And so, in sooth, I thought him;For vainly where the streamlets led ...
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 Bow-Leg Boy (Eugene Field Poems)
Who should come up the road one dayBut the doctor-man in his two-wheel shay!And he whoaed his horse and he ...
The Dream-Ship (Eugene Field Poems)
When the world is fast asleep, Along the midnight skies—As though it were a wandering cloud— The ghostly ...
Christmas Morning (Eugene Field Poems)
The angel host that sped last night, Bearing the wondrous news afar, Came in their ...
The Great Journalist In Spain (Eugene Field Poems)
Good editor Dana—God bless him, we say— Will soon be afloat on the main, Will be steaming away ...
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 ...
Picnic-time (Eugene Field Poems)
It's June ag'in, an' in my soul I feel the fillin' joyThat's sure to come this time o' year to ...
The Old Homestead (Eugene Field Poems)
JEST as atween the awk'ard lines a hand we love has penn'd Appears a meanin' hid from other eyes,So, in ...
Long Ago (Eugene Field Poems)
I once knew all the birds that came And nested in our orchard trees;For every flower I had a name— ...
The Lyttel Boy (Eugene Field Poems)
Sometime there ben a lyttel boy That wolde not renne and play,And helpless like that little tyke Ben allwais in ...
The Broken Ring (Eugene Field Poems)
To the willows of the brookside The mill wheel sings to-day-- Sings and weeps, As the brooklet creeps ...
Horace II, 13. (Eugene Field Poems)
O fountain of Blandusia, Whence crystal waters flow, With garlands gay and wine I'll pay The sacrifice I ...
The Humming Top (Eugene Field Poems)
The top it hummeth a sweet, sweet songTo my dear little boy at play -Merrily singeth all day long,As it ...
To The Fountain Of Bandusia (Eugene Field Poems)
O fountain of Bandusia! Whence crystal waters flow,With garlands gay and wine I'll pay The sacrifice I owe;A sportive kid ...
Horace III. 13 (Eugene Field Poems)
O fountain of Bandusia, Whence crystal waters flow,With garlands gay and wine I'll pay The sacrifice I owe;A sportive kid ...
Long Meter (Eugene Field Poems)
All human joys are swift of wing For heaven doth so allot it That when you get an easy ...
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 ...
Two idylls from bion the smyrnean (Eugene Field Poem)
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
The humming top (Eugene Field Poem)
The top it hummeth a sweet, sweet song To my dear little boy at play - Merrily singeth all day ...