Prof. vere de blaw (Eugene Field Poems)
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble doteEz to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note,Our old ...
Eugene Field Poems on Kings & Queens (43 Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
Madge: Ye Hoyden (Eugene Field Poems)
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee—"Now marke this rede," they bade her oft, ...
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 ...
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; ...
Plaint Of The Missouri ‘Coon In The Berlin Zoological Gardens (Eugene Field Poems)
Friend, by the way you hump yourself you're from the States, I know, And born in old Mizzourah, where the ...
Dear Old London (Eugene Field Poems)
When I was broke in London in the fall of '89, I chanced to spy in Oxford Street this tantalizing ...
The Two Little Skeezucks (Eugene Field Poems)
There were two little skeezucks who lived in the isle Of Boo in a southern sea;They clambered and rollicked in ...
Stoves and sunshine (Eugene Field Poems)
Prate, ye who will, of so-called charms you find across the sea—The land of stoves and sunshine is good enough ...
Beranger’s “Broken Fiddle” (Eugene Field Poems)
IThere, there, poor dog, my faithful friend, Pay you no heed unto my sorrow:But feast to-day while yet you may,— ...
The Wind (Eugene Field Poems)
(THE TALE)Cometh the Wind from the garden, fragrant and full of sweet singing—Under my tree where I sit cometh the ...
Thirty-Nine (Eugene Field Poems)
O hapless day! O wretched day! I hoped you'd pass me by—Alas, the years have sneaked away And all is ...
How Salty Win Out (Eugene Field Poems)
I used to think that luck wuz luck and nuthin' else but luck--It made no diff'rence how or when or ...
Bethlehem-Town (Eugene Field Poems)
As I was going to Bethlehem-town, Upon the earth I cast me down All underneath a ...
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 ...
Alaskan Balladry, No.1 (Eugene Field Poems)
The Northland reared his hoary head And spied the Southland leagues away—"Fairest of all fair brides," he said, "Be thou ...
Christmas Morning (Eugene Field Poems)
The angel host that sped last night, Bearing the wondrous news afar, Came in their ...
Christmas Hymn (Eugene Field Poems)
Sing, Christmas bells!Say to the earth this is the mornWhereon our Saviour-King is born; Sing to all men,—the bond, the ...
An Invitation To Maecenas (Eugene Field Poems)
Dear, noble friend! a virgin cask Of wine solicits your attention;And roses fair, to deck your hair, And things too ...
In Praise Of Contentment (Eugene Field Poems)
(HORACE'S ODES, III, I)I hate the common, vulgar herd! Away they scamper when I "booh" 'em!But pretty girls and nice ...
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 ...
The Death Of Robin Hood (Eugene Field Poems)
Give me my bow, said Robin Hood, "An arrow give to me;And where 't is shot mark thou that spot, ...
The Lyric Muse (Eugene Field Poems)
I love the lyric muse!For when mankind ran wild in grooves Came holy Orpheus with his songsAnd turned men's hearts ...
At Cheyenne (Eugene Field Poems)
Young Lochinvar came in from the West, With fringe on his trousers and fur on his vest; The ...
Old Dutch Love Song (Eugene Field Poems)
I am not rich, and yet my wealth Surpasseth human measure; My store untold Is ...
Norse lullaby (Eugene Field Poems)
The sky is dark and the hills are whiteAs the storm-king speeds from the north to-night,And this is the song ...
To Venus (Eugene Field Poems)
Venus, dear Cnidian-Paphian queen! Desert that Cyprus way off yonder,And fare you hence, where with incense My Glycera would have ...
Yvytot (Eugene Field Poem)
Where wail the waters in their flaw A spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shore Bemoans the ...