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 ...
Some peoples thinks they ain't no Fairies _now_No more yet!--But they _is_, I bet! 'Cause efThey _wuzn't_ Fairies, nen I' ...
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 king--estranged from his loving Queen By a foolish royal whim--Tired and sick of the dull routine Of matters surrounding him--Issued a ...
O The South Wind and the Sun!How each loved the other oneFull of fancy--- full folly--Full of jollity and fun!How ...
I had fed the fire and stirred it, till the sparkles in delightSnapped their saucy little fingers at the chill ...
IOnce, in a dream, I saw a man With haggard face and tangled hair,And eyes that nursed as wild a care As ...
As one who cons at evening o'er an album all alone,And muses on the faces of the friends that he ...
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 ...
"_Where shall we land you, sweet_?"--Swinburne. All listlessly we float Out seaward in the boat That beareth Love. Our sails of purest snow Bend to ...
I put by the half-written poem,While the pen, idly trailed in my hand,Writes on--, "Had I words to complete it,Who'd ...
_When I wuz ist a little bit_ _o' weenty-teenty kid_ _I maked up a Fairy-tale,_ _all by myse'f, I did:--_ I Wunst upon a time ...
Heigh-ho! Babyhood! Tell me where you linger: Let's toddle home again, for we have gone astray; Take this eager hand of mine ...
All were quite gracious in their plaudits ofBud's Fairy; but another stir aboveThat murmur was occasioned by a sweetYoung lady-caller, ...
_The Child-World--long and long since lost to view-- A Fairy Paradise!-- How always fair it was and fresh and new-- How every affluent ...
O the days gone by! O the days gone by! The apples in the orchard, and the pathway through the rye; The ...
Where do you go when you go to sleep, Little Boy! Little Boy! where?'Way--'way in where's Little Bo-Peep,And Little Boy Blue, ...
Granny's come to our house, And ho! my lawzy-daisy! All the childern round the place Is ist a-runnin' crazy! Fetched ...
Neglected now is the old guitar And moldering into decay; Fretted with many a rift and scar That the dull ...
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