The Babes In The Woods (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(BIG PINE FLAT, 1871)"Something characteristic," eh? Humph! I reckon you mean by thatSomething that happened in our way, Here at ...
Francis Bret Harte Poems (123 Poems)
A Newport Romance (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
They say that she died of a broken heart (I tell the tale as 'twas told to me);But her spirit ...
His Answer To “Her Letter” (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMES)Being asked by an intimate party,-- Which the same I would term as a friend,--Though his health ...
The Willows (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(AFTER EDGAR ALLAN POE)The skies they were ashen and sober, The streets they were dirty and drear;It was night in ...
A Second Review Of The Grand Army (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
I read last night of the Grand Review In Washington's chiefest avenue,—Two hundred thousand men in blue, I ...
The Miracle Of Padre Junipero (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
This is the tale that the ChronicleTells of the wonderful miracleWrought by the pious Padre Serro,The very reverend Junipero.The heathen ...
Dow’s Flat (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Dow's Flat. That's its name; And I reckon that youAre a stranger? The same? Well, I thought it was true,--For ...
Ramon (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(REFUGIO MINE, NORTHERN MEXICO) Drunk and senseless in his place, Prone and sprawling on his face,More like brute ...
Jack Of The Tules (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA)Shrewdly you question, Senor, and I fancyYou are no novice. Confess that to littleOf my poor gossip of Mission ...
Grandmother Tenterden (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(MASSACHUSETTS SHORE, 1800) I mind it was but yesterday:The sun was dim, the air was chill;Below the town, below the ...
The Station-Master Of Lone Prairie (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
An empty bench, a sky of grayest etching,A bare, bleak shed in blackest silhouette,Twelve years of platform, and before them ...
Seventy-Nine (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(MR. INTERVIEWER INTERVIEWED)Know me next time when you see me, won't you, old smarty?Oh, I mean YOU, old figger-head,--just the ...
Thompson Of Angels (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
It is the story of Thompson--of Thompson, the hero of Angels.Frequently drunk was Thompson, but always polite to the stranger;Light ...
The Thought-Reader Of Angels (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMESWe hev tumbled ez dust Or ez worms of the yearth;Wot we looked for hez bust! We ...
The Stage-Driver’s Story (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
It was the stage-driver's story, as he stood with his back to the wheelers,Quietly flecking his whip, and turning his ...
Master Johnny’s Next-Door Neighbor (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
It was spring the first time that I saw her, for her papa and mamma moved inNext door, just as ...
An Arctic Vision (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Where the short-legged EsquimauxWaddle in the ice and snow,And the playful Polar bearNips the hunter unaware;Where by day they track ...
A Question Of Privilege (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMESIt was Andrew Jackson Sutter who, despising Mr. Cutter for remarks he heard him utter in debate ...
The Idyl Of Battle Hollow (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(WAR OF THE REBELLION, 1884)No, I won't,--thar, now, so! And it ain't nothin',--no!And thar's nary to tell that you folks ...
In The Mission Garden (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
FATHER FELIPEI speak not the English well, but Pachita,She speak for me; is it not so, my Pancha?Eh, little rogue? ...
The Ghost That Jim Saw (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Why, as to that, said the engineer,Ghosts ain't things we are apt to fear;Spirits don't fool with levers much,And throttle-valves ...
Half An Hour Before Supper (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
So she's here, your unknown Dulcinea, the lady you met on the train,And you really believe she would know you ...
To The Pliocene Skull (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(A GEOLOGICAL ADDRESS)"Speak, O man, less recent! Fragmentary fossil!Primal pioneer of pliocene formation,Hid in lowest drifts below the earliest stratum ...
On A Cone Of The Big Trees (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(SEQUOIA GIGANTEA)Brown foundling of the Western wood, Babe of primeval wildernesses!Long on my table thou hast stood Encounters strange and ...
Chiquita (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so. Thar isn't her match in the county;Is thar, old gal,--Chiquita, my darling, my beauty?Feel ...
The Heathen Chinee (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Which I wish to remark, And my language is plain,That for ways that are dark And for tricks ...
Miss Edith Makes Another Friend (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Oh, you're the girl lives on the corner? Come in--if you want to-- come quick!There's no one but me in ...
Plain Language From Truthful James (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(TABLE MOUNTAIN, 1870)Which I wish to remark, And my language is plain,That for ways that are dark And for tricks ...
Truthful James To The Editor (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(YREKA, 1873)Which it is not my style To produce needless painBy statements that rile Or that go 'gin the grain,But ...
On The Landing (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(AN IDYL OF THE BALUSTERS)BOBBY, aetat. 3 1/2. JOHNNY, aetat. 4 1/2.BOBBYDo you know why they've put us in that ...