Lollyby, Lolly, Lollyby (Eugene Field Poems)
Last night, whiles that the curfew bell ben ringing,I heard a moder to her dearie singing'Lollyby, lolly, lollyby.'And presently that ...
Last night, whiles that the curfew bell ben ringing,I heard a moder to her dearie singing'Lollyby, lolly, lollyby.'And presently that ...
(THE TALE)Cometh the Wind from the garden, fragrant and full of sweet singing—Under my tree where I sit cometh the ...
IOnce a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came;Full of skill was he and heartless In pursuit of ...
Out yonder in the moonlight, wherein God's Acre lies,Go angels walking to and fro, singing their lullabies.Their radiant wings are ...
When, to despoil my native France, With flaming torch and cruel swordAnd boisterous drums her foeman comes, I curse him ...
Last night, whiles that the curfew bell ben ringing,I heard a moder to her dearie singing ...
Come hither, lyttel childe, and lie upon my breast to-night,For yonder fares an angell yclad in raimaunt white,And yonder sings ...
You ask me, friend, Why I don't sendThe long since due-and-paid-for numbers; Why, songless, I ...
A moonbeam floateth from the skies,Whispering, "Heigho, my dearie!I would spin a web before your eyes,—A beautiful web of silver ...
Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul, The evening shades are falling,-- Hush thee, my dear, dost ...
The Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby streetComes stealing; comes creeping;The poppies they hang from her head to her feet,And each hath ...
Sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,— Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes;Sleep to the singing of mother-bird swinging— Swinging ...
O fountain of Blandusia, Whence crystal waters flow, With garlands gay and wine I'll pay The sacrifice I ...
I hear Thy voice, dear Lord;I hear it by the stormy sea When winter nights are black and wild,And when, ...
O fountain of Bandusia! Whence crystal waters flow,With garlands gay and wine I'll pay The sacrifice I owe;A sportive kid ...
O fountain of Bandusia, Whence crystal waters flow,With garlands gay and wine I'll pay The sacrifice I owe;A sportive kid ...
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
(THE TALE) Cometh the Wind from the garden, fragrant and full of sweet singing-- Under my tree where I sit ...
Out yonder in the moonlight, wherein God's Acre lies, Go angels walking to and fro, singing their lullabies. Their radiant ...
I hear Thy voice, dear Lord; I hear it by the stormy sea When winter nights are black and wild, ...
A moonbeam floateth from the skies, Whispering, "Heigho, my dearie! I would spin a web before your eyes,-- A beautiful ...
Come hither, lyttel childe, and lie upon my breast to-night, For yonder fares an angell yclad in raimaunt white, And ...
Sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,-- Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes; Sleep to the singing of mother-bird swinging-- ...
When the busy day is done, And my weary little one Rocketh gently to and fro; When the night winds ...
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