A Proper Trewe Idyll Of Camelot (Eugene Field Poems)
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awayeYe poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a merrie ...
Eugene Field Poems on Wine (22 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 ...
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; ...
The Bottle And The Bird (Eugene Field Poems)
Once on a time a friend of mine prevailed on me to go To see the dazzling splendors of a ...
The Fisherman’s Feast (Eugene Field Poems)
Of all the gracious gifts of Spring, Is there another can safely surpass This delicate, voluptuous thing-- This ...
The Three Tailors (Eugene Field Poems)
I shall tell you in rhyme how, once on a time,Three tailors tramped up to the inn Ingleheim, On ...
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 ...
Francois Villon (Eugene Field Poems)
If I were Francois Villon and Francois Villon I, What would it matter to me how the time might drag ...
Horace To Phyllis (Eugene Field Poems)
Come, Phyllis, I've a cask of wine That fairly reeks with precious juices,And in your tresses you shall twine The ...
To M.L. Gray, (Eugene Field Poems)
Come, dear old friend, and with us twain To calm Digentian groves repair;The turtle coos his sweet refrain And posies ...
Epilogue (Eugene Field Poems)
The day is done; and, lo! the shades Melt 'neath Diana's mellow grace.Hark, how those deep, designing maids Feign terror ...
To A Jar Of Wine (Eugene Field Poems)
O gracious jar,--my friend, my twin, Born at the time when I was born,--Whether tomfoolery you inspireOr animate with love's ...
To Cinna (Eugene Field Poems)
Cinna, the great Venusian told In songs that will not dieHow in Augustan days of old Your love did glorifyHis ...
To Quintus Hirpinus (Eugene Field Poems)
To Scythian and Cantabrian plots, Pay them no heed, O Quintius! So long as we From care are ...
Uhland’s (Eugene Field Poems)
There were three cavaliers that went over the Rhine,And gayly they called to the hostess for wine."And where is thy ...
Horace I, 31. (Eugene Field Poems)
As forth he pours the new made wine, What blessing asks the lyric poet-- What boon implores in this ...
To Maecenas (Eugene Field Poems)
Than you, O valued friend of mine, A better patron _non est_!Come, quaff my home-made Sabine wine,-- You'll find it ...
Uhland’s (Eugene Field Poems)
There were three cavaliers that went over the Rhine, And gayly they called to the hostess for wine. "And where ...
To cinna (Eugene Field Poem)
Cinna, the great Venusian told In songs that will not die How in Augustan days of old Your love did ...
The three tailors (Eugene Field Poem)
I shall tell you in rhyme how, once on a time, Three tailors tramped up to the inn Ingleheim, On ...
Horace to phyllis (Eugene Field Poem)
Come, Phyllis, I've a cask of wine That fairly reeks with precious juices, And in your tresses you shall twine ...
A proper trewe idyll of camelot (Eugene Field Poem)
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...