The Old-Home Folks (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Such was the Child-World of the long-ago--The little world these children used to know:--Johnty, the oldest, and the best, perhaps,Of ...
Such was the Child-World of the long-ago--The little world these children used to know:--Johnty, the oldest, and the best, perhaps,Of ...
IONE OF HIS ANIMAL STORIES Now, Tudens, you sit on _this_ knee--and 'scuse It having no side-saddle on;--and, Jeems, You sit on _this_--and ...
Coming, clean from the Maryland-endOf this great National Road of ours,Through your vast West; with the time to spend,Stopping for ...
The Hired Man's supper, which he sat before,In near reach of the wood-box, the stove-doorAnd one leaf of the kitchen-table, ...
And there, in that ripe Summer-night, once moreA wintry coolness through the open doorAnd window seemed to touch each glowing ...
Another hero of those youthful yearsReturns, as Noey Bixler's name appears.And Noey--if in any special way--Was notably good-natured.--Work or playHe ...
A Child-World, yet a wondrous world no less,To those who knew its boundless happiness.A simple old frame house--eight rooms in ...
All seemed delighted, though the elders more,Of course, than were the children.--Thus, beforeMuch interchange of mirthful compliment,The story-teller said _his_ ...
"Hey, Bud! O Bud!" rang out a gleeful call,--"_The Loehrs is come to your house!_" And a smallBut very much ...
Ah, Almon Keefer! what a boy you were,With your back-tilted hat and careless hair,And open, honest, fresh, fair face and ...
A was an elegant Ape Who tied up his ears with red tape, And wore a long veil Half revealing his tail Which was ...
IHe called her in from me and shut the door.And she so loved the sunshine and the sky!--She loved them ...
THE OLD SNOW-MANHo! the old Snow-Man That Noey Bixler made!He looked as fierce and sassy As a soldier on parade!--'Cause Noey, when ...
"They ain't much 'tale' about it!" Noey said.--"K'tawby grapes wuz gittin' good-n-redI rickollect; and Tubb Kingry and me'Ud kindo' browse ...
At Noey's house--when they arrived with him--How snug seemed everything, and neat and trim:The little picket-fence, and little gate--It's little ...
IOnce, in a dream, I saw a man With haggard face and tangled hair,And eyes that nursed as wild a care As ...
We must get home! How could we stray like this?--So far from home, we know not where it is,--Only in ...
Bound and bordered in leaf-green, Edged with trellised buds and flowers And glad Summer-gold, with clean White and purple morning-glories Such as suit the ...
"Wasn't it a funny dream!--perfectly bewild'rin'!-- Last night, and night before, and night before that, Seemed like I saw the march o' ...
DAWNAs though a gipsy maiden with dim look, Sat crooning by the roadside of the year, So, Autumn, in thy strangeness, thou ...
Even in such a scene of senseless playThe children were surprised one summer-dayBy a strange man who called across the ...
Wilful we are in our infirmityOf childish questioning and discontent.Whate'er befalls us is divinely meant--Thou Truth the clearer for thy ...
Scene.--_A kitchen.--Group of Children, popping corn.--The Fairy Queenof the Seasons discovered in the smoke of the corn-popper.--Waving herwand, and, with ...
John McKeen, in his rusty dress,His loosened collar, and swarthy throat,His face unshaven, and none the less,His hearty laugh and ...
The stars are falling, and the skyIs like a field of faded flowers;The winds on weary wings go by;The moon ...
O the Lands of Where-Away! Tell us--tell us--where are they? Through the darkness and the dawn We have journeyed on and on-- From the ...
While _any_ day was notable and dearThat gave the children Noey, history hereRecords his advent emphasized indeedWith sharp italics, as ...
A strange life--strangely passed! We may not read the soul When God has folded up the scroll In death at last.We may not--dare ...
The old farm-home is Mother's yet and mine,And filled it is with plenty and to spare--,But we are lonely here ...
Dear Lord, to Thee my knee is bent.-- Give me content-- Full-pleasured with what comes to me, What e'er it be: An humble roof--a ...
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