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 ...
On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap,And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap,In ...
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 ...
Oh, them days on Red Hoss Mountain, when the skies wuz fair 'nd blue,When the money flowed like likker, 'nd ...
Where wail the waters in their flawA spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shoreBemoans the heir of ...
The Blue Horizon wuz a mine us fellers all thought well uv,And there befell the episode I now perpose to ...
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 ...
As beats the sun from mountain crest, With "pretty, pretty", Cometh the partridge from her nest; The flowers ...
One day I got a missive Writ in a dainty hand, Which made my ...
Marcus Varro went up and down The places where old books were sold;He ransacked all the shops in town For ...
There's a dear little home in Good-Children street -My heart turneth fondly to-dayWhere tinkle of tongues and patter of feetMake ...
The wind comes whispering to me of the country green and cool—Of redwing blackbirds chattering beside a reedy pool;It brings ...
I like the Anglo-Saxon speech With its direct revealings;It takes a hold, and seems to reach 'Way down into your ...
It's when the birds go piping and the daylight slowly breaks,That, clamoring for his dinner, our precious baby wakes;Then it's ...
The day is done; and, lo! the shades Melt 'neath Diana's mellow grace.Hark, how those deep, designing maids Feign terror ...
Good old days--dear old days When my heart beat high and bold--When the things of earth seemed full of life, ...
SAILORYou, who have compassed land and sea, Now all unburied lie;All vain your store of human lore, For you were ...
With big tin trumpet and little red drum,Marching like soldiers, the children come!It 's this way and that way they ...
On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap,And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap,In ...
Fuscus, whoso to good inclines-- And is a faultless liver-- Nor moorish spear nor bow need fear, Nor ...
There were three cavaliers that went over the Rhine,And gayly they called to the hostess for wine."And where is thy ...
The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands;And the little toy soldier is red ...
The fire upon the hearth is low, And there is stillness everywhere, While like winged spirits, here and there,The firelight ...
Fuscus, whoso to good inclines, And is a faultless liver,Nor Moorish spear nor bow need fear, Nor poison-arrowed quiver.Ay, though ...
I looked in the brook and saw a face -Heigh-ho, but a child was I!There were rushes and willows in ...
Star of the East, that long ago Brought wise men on their wayWhere, angels singing to and fro, The Child ...
Where wail the waters in their flaw A spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shore Bemoans the ...
There were three cavaliers that went over the Rhine, And gayly they called to the hostess for wine. "And where ...
With big tin trumpet and little red drum, Marching like soldiers, the children come! It 's this way and that ...
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