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 ...
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales,Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say;Someway o' 'nother, language failsTo slide fer me ...
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 ...
Nobody on the old farm here but Mother, me and John, Except, of course, the extry he'p when harvest-time come on-- And ...
A Child-World, yet a wondrous world no less,To those who knew its boundless happiness.A simple old frame house--eight rooms in ...
It's a mystery to see me--a man o' fifty-four,Who's lived a cross old bachelor fer thirty year' and more--A-lookin' glad ...
"Hey, Bud! O Bud!" rang out a gleeful call,--"_The Loehrs is come to your house!_" And a smallBut very much ...
IHe called her in from me and shut the door.And she so loved the sunshine and the sky!--She loved them ...
Up and down old Brandywine, In the days 'at's past and gone--With a dad-burn hook-and line And a saplin' pole--swawn! I've had more ...
Tom Van Arden, my old friend, Our warm fellowship is oneFar too old to comprehend Where its bond was first begun: Mirage-like before ...
I had fed the fire and stirred it, till the sparkles in delightSnapped their saucy little fingers at the chill ...
A thing 'at's 'bout as tryin' as a healthy man kin meetIs some poor feller's funeral a-joggin' 'long the street:The ...
The Hoosier Folk-Child--all unsung-- Unlettered all of mind and tongue; Unmastered, unmolested--made Most wholly frank and unafraid: Untaught of any school--unvexed Of law or creed--all ...
I' b'en a-kindo musin', as the feller says, and I'm About o' the conclusion that they ain't no better time, When you ...
"I'm home again, my dear old Room, I'm home again, and happy, too,As, peering through the brightening gloom, I find myself alone ...
Oh! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, And the ...
Ha! My dear! I'm back again-- Vendor of Bohemia's wares! Lordy! How it pants a man Climbing up those awful stairs! Well, I've made ...
There was a curious quiet for a spaceDirectly following: and in the faceOf one rapt listener pulsed the flush and ...
A lover said, "O Maiden, love me well,For I must go away:And should ANOTHER ever come to tellOf love--What WILL ...
I heard the bells at midnight Ring in the dawning year;And above the clanging chorus Of the song, I seemed to hearA ...
Old friend of mine, whose chiming name Has been the burthen of a rhyme Within my heart since first I came To know ...
'Twas a Funny Little Fellow Of the very purest type,For he had a heart as mellow As an apple over ripe;And the ...
Little brook! Little brook! You have such a happy look--Such a very merry manner, as you swerve and curve and crook-- And your ...
My Mary, O my Mary! The simmer-skies are blue;The dawnin' brings the dazzle, An' the gloamin' brings the dew,--The mirk o' nicht ...
Right here at home, boys, in old Hoosierdom, Where strangers allus joke us when they come, And brag o' _their_ old States ...
John McKeen, in his rusty dress,His loosened collar, and swarthy throat,His face unshaven, and none the less,His hearty laugh and ...
THE WAR-CRY OF BILLY AND BUDDY When two little boys--renowned but for noise-- Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!-- May hurt a whole school, and ...
I. When my dreams come true--when my dreams come true-- Shall I lean from out my casement, in the starlight and the ...
There's a habit I have nurtured, From the sentimental timeWhen my life was like a story, And my heart a happy rhyme,--Of ...
Of the North I wove a dream, All bespangled with the gleam Of the glancing wings of swallows Dipping ripples in a stream, That, ...
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