The Peter-Bird (Eugene Field Poems)
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter,And from the orchard a voice echoes and echoes ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter,And from the orchard a voice echoes and echoes ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awayeYe poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a merrie ...
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 ...
Thar showed up out'n Denver in the spring uv '81A man who'd worked with Dana on the Noo York Sun.His ...
(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 ...
_Deere Chryste, let not the cheere of earth, To fill our hearts with heedless mirth This holy Christmasse time; ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night,To visit with my honest, genial friends, the ...
Away down East where I was reared amongst my Yankee kith,There used to live a pretty girl whose name was ...
Speaking of banks, I'm bound to say That a bank of tin is far the best, And I know ...
Willie and Bess, Georgie and May - Once, as these children were hard at play, An ...
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind,Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind;Nay, I'll ...
My books are on their shelves againAnd clouds lie low with mist and rain.Afar the Arno murmurs lowThe tale of ...
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh,We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O gosh!He ...
There was a certain gentleman, Ben Apfelgarten called, Who lived way off in Germany a many years ago,And he was ...
IThere, there, poor dog, my faithful friend, Pay you no heed unto my sorrow:But feast to-day while yet you may,— ...
'Twas in the Crescent City not long ago befellThe tear-compelling incident I now propose to tell;So come, my sweet collector ...
When in the halcyon days of old, I was a little tyke,I used to fish in pickerel ponds for minnows ...
Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!Mighty glad I ain't ...
TO MISS GRACE KINGDown in the old French quarter, Just out of Rampart street, I wend my way ...
Two dreams came down to earth one night From the realm of mist and dew;One was a dream of the ...
Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse -Perhaps you have seen him before;Perhaps, while you slept, his shadow has ...
IOnce a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came;Full of skill was he and heartless In pursuit of ...
O hapless day! O wretched day! I hoped you'd pass me by—Alas, the years have sneaked away And all is ...
The Blue and the Gray collided one day In the future great town of Missouri, And if all that ...
I used to think that luck wuz luck and nuthin' else but luck--It made no diff'rence how or when or ...
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met; And yet—ah, yet, how swift and tenderMy thoughts go back in time's dull ...
They told me once that Pan was dead, And so, in sooth, I thought him;For vainly where the streamlets led ...
Fisherman Jim lived on the hillWith his bonnie wife an' his little boys;'T wuz "Blow, ye winds, as blow ye ...
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