Stoves and sunshine (Eugene Field Poems)
Prate, ye who will, of so-called charms you find across the sea—The land of stoves and sunshine is good enough ...
Eugene Field Poems (420 Poems)
Ben Apfelgarten (Eugene Field Poems)
There was a certain gentleman, Ben Apfelgarten called, Who lived way off in Germany a many years ago,And he was ...
The Straw Parlor (Eugene Field Poems)
Way up at the top of a big stack of strawWas the cunningest parlor that ever you saw!And there could ...
Beranger’s “Broken Fiddle” (Eugene Field Poems)
IThere, there, poor dog, my faithful friend, Pay you no heed unto my sorrow:But feast to-day while yet you may,— ...
Armenian Folk-Song–The Partridge (Eugene Field Poems)
As beats the sun from mountain crest, With "pretty, pretty", Cometh the partridge from her nest; The flowers ...
Lydia Dick (Eugene Field Poems)
When I was a boy at college, Filling up with classic knowledge, Frequently I wondered why Old Professor Demas ...
In New Orleans (Eugene Field Poems)
'Twas in the Crescent City not long ago befellThe tear-compelling incident I now propose to tell;So come, my sweet collector ...
Jest ‘Fore Christmas (Eugene Field Poems)
Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!Mighty glad I ain't ...
The Bench-Legged (Eugene Field Poems)
Speakin' of dorgs, my bench-legged fyceHed most o' the virtues, an' nary a vice.Some folks called him Sooner, a name ...
Dr. Sam (Eugene Field Poems)
TO MISS GRACE KINGDown in the old French quarter, Just out of Rampart street, I wend my way ...
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 ...
One Day I Got A Missive (Eugene Field Poems)
One day I got a missive Writ in a dainty hand, Which made my ...
The Dreams (Eugene Field Poems)
Two dreams came down to earth one night From the realm of mist and dew;One was a dream of the ...
Our biggest fish (Eugene Field Poems)
When in the halcyon days of old, I was a little tyke,I used to fish in pickerel ponds for minnows ...
Boccaccio (Eugene Field Poems)
One day upon a topmost shelf I found a precious prize indeed,Which father used to read himself, But did not ...
The Perpetual Wooing (Eugene Field Poems)
The dull world clamors at my feet And asks my hand and helping sweet; And wonders when the time shall ...
In Flanders (Eugene Field Poems)
Through sleet and fogs to the saline bogs Where the herring fish meanders,An army sped, and then, 't is said, ...
The Wind (Eugene Field Poems)
(THE TALE)Cometh the Wind from the garden, fragrant and full of sweet singing—Under my tree where I sit cometh the ...
The Fly-Away Horse (Eugene Field Poems)
Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse -Perhaps you have seen him before;Perhaps, while you slept, his shadow has ...
Two Idylls From Bion The Smyrnean (Eugene Field Poems)
IOnce a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came;Full of skill was he and heartless In pursuit of ...
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, ...
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 ...
Pittypat and Tippytoe (Eugene Field Poems)
All day long they come and go— Pittypat and Tippytoe; Footprints up and down the hall, ...
In Praise Of Truth And Simplicity In Song (Eugene Field Poems)
Oh, for the honest, blithesome times Of bosky Sherwood long ago, When Allen trolled ...
To A Soubrette (Eugene Field Poems)
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met; And yet—ah, yet, how swift and tenderMy thoughts go back in time's dull ...
Thirty-Nine (Eugene Field Poems)
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 Gray (Eugene Field Poems)
The Blue and the Gray collided one day In the future great town of Missouri, And if all that ...
How Salty Win Out (Eugene Field Poems)
I used to think that luck wuz luck and nuthin' else but luck--It made no diff'rence how or when or ...
The Dinkey Bird (Eugene Field Poems)
In an ocean, 'way out yonder, (As all sapient people know) Is the land of Wonder-Wander, Whither children ...
Clare Market (Eugene Field Poems)
In the market of Clare, so cheery the glareOf the shops and the booths of the tradespeople there;That I take ...