What Chris’mas Fetched The Wigginses (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Wintertime, er Summertime, Of late years I notice I'm, Kindo'-like, more subjec' to What the _weather_ is. Now, you Folks 'at lives in town, I ...
Wintertime, er Summertime, Of late years I notice I'm, Kindo'-like, more subjec' to What the _weather_ is. Now, you Folks 'at lives in town, I ...
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales,Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say;Someway o' 'nother, language failsTo slide fer me ...
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, ...
For the sake of guilty conscience, and the heart that ticks thetimeOf the clockworks of my nature, I desire to ...
MAY 30, 1878,Dying for victory, cheer on cheerThundered on his eager ear. --CHARLES L. HOLSTEIN.IDeep, tender, firm and true, the Nation's ...
'I muse to-day, in a listless way, In the gleam of a summer land;I close my eyes as a lover may At ...
Ah, Almon Keefer! what a boy you were,With your back-tilted hat and careless hair,And open, honest, fresh, fair face and ...
Always suddenly they are gone-- The friends we trusted and held secure-- Suddenly we are gazing on, Not a _smiling_ face, but the ...
Young Philiper Flash was a promising lad,His intentions were good--but oh, how sad For a person to think How the veriest pinkAnd ...
This man Jones was what you'd call A feller 'at had no sand at all; Kind o' consumpted, and undersize, And sailor-complected, with ...
What is it in old fiddle-chunes 'at makes me ketch my breathAnd ripples up my backbone tel I'm tickled most ...
"When it's _got_ to be,"--like! always say, As I notice the years whiz past,And know each day is a yesterday, When we ...
He was jes a plain ever'-day, all-round kind of a jour.,Consumpted-Iookin'-- but la!The jokeiest, wittiest, story-tellin', song-singin', laughin'est, jolliestFeller you ...
I want to be a Soldier!-- A Soldier!-- A Soldier!-- I want to be a Soldier, with a sabre in my hand Or a ...
The stars are falling, and the skyIs like a field of faded flowers;The winds on weary wings go by;The moon ...
I dreamed I was a spider;A big, fat, hungry spider;A lusty, rusty spider With a dozen palsied limbs;With a dozen limbs ...
1The kind of a man for you and me!He faces the world unflinchingly,And smites, as long as the wrong resists,With ...
Of the North I wove a dream, All bespangled with the gleam Of the glancing wings of swallows Dipping ripples in a stream, That, ...
AFTER READING HIS AUTOBIOGRAPHYPOOR victim of that vulture curseThat hovers o'er the universe,With ready talons quick to strikeIn every human ...
_May 1, 1891_. I. Elizabeth! Elizabeth! The first May-morning whispereth Thy gentle name in every breeze That lispeth through the young-leaved trees, New raimented in white and ...
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 ...
All were quite gracious in their plaudits ofBud's Fairy; but another stir aboveThat murmur was occasioned by a sweetYoung lady-caller, ...
O touch me with your hands-- For pity's sake! My brow throbs ever on with such an ache As only your cool touch ...
For you, I could forget the gay Delirium of merriment,And let my laughter die away In endless silence of content. I could forget, ...
"The voice of One hath spoken, And the bended reed is bruised--The golden bowl is broken, And the silver cord is loosed."Over ...
The touches of her hands are like the fall Of velvet snowflakes; like the touch of down The peach just brushes 'gainst ...
The touches of her hands are like the fall Of velvet snowflakes; like the touch of downThe peach just brushes 'gainst ...
The landscape, like the awed face of a child,Grew curiously blurred; a hush of deathFell on the fields, and in ...
Fold the little waxen handsLightly. Let your warmest tearsSpeak regrets, but never fears,-- Heaven understands!Let the sad heart, o'er the tomb,Lift again ...
"I deem that God is not disquieted"-- This in a mighty poet's rhymes I read; And blazoned so forever doth abide Within my ...
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