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 ...
Eugene Field Poems on Silver (14 Poems)
Wynken, Blynken, And Nod (Eugene Field Poems)
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe— Sailed on a river of crystal light, ...
Alaskan Balladry (Eugene Field Poems)
Krinken was a little child,—It was summer when he smiled.Oft the hoary sea and grimStretched its white arms out to ...
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 ...
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 ...
Orkney Lullaby (Eugene Field Poems)
A moonbeam floateth from the skies,Whispering, "Heigho, my dearie!I would spin a web before your eyes,—A beautiful web of silver ...
The Stork (Eugene Field Poems)
Last night the Stork came stalking,And, Stork, beneath your wingLay, lapped in dreamless slumber,The tiniest little thing!From Babyland, out yonderBeside ...
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (Eugene Field Poem)
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-- Sailed on a river of crystal light Into ...
The stork (Eugene Field Poem)
Last night the Stork came stalking, And, Stork, beneath your wing Lay, lapped in dreamless slumber, The tiniest little thing! ...
The great journalist in spain (Eugene Field Poem)
Good editor Dana--God bless him, we say-- Will soon be afloat on the main, Will be steaming away Through the ...
The Conversazzhony (Eugene Field Poem)
What conversazzhyonies wuz I really did not know, For that, you must remember, wuz a powerful spell ago; The camp ...
Orkney Lullaby (Eugene Field Poem)
A moonbeam floateth from the skies, Whispering, "Heigho, my dearie! I would spin a web before your eyes,-- A beautiful ...
Krinken (Eugene Field Poem)
Krinken was a little child,-- It was summer when he smiled. Oft the hoary sea and grim Stretched its white ...
Dutch lullaby (Eugene Field Poem)
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-- Sailed on a river of misty light Into ...