The Speeding Of The King’s Spite (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
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 ...
James Whitcomb Riley Poems on Kings & Queens (17 Poems)
Almon Keefer (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Ah, Almon Keefer! what a boy you were,With your back-tilted hat and careless hair,And open, honest, fresh, fair face and ...
The Evening Company (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Within the sitting-room, the companyHad been increased in number. Two or threeYoung couples had been added: Emma King,Ella and Mary ...
My Bride That Is To Be (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
O soul of mine, look out and see My bride, my bride that is to be! Reach out with mad, impatient hands,And ...
A New Year’s Plaint (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
In words like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold; But that large grief which these enfoldIs given ...
The Pixy People (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
It was just a very Merry fairy dream!--All the woods were airy With the gloom and gleam;Crickets in the clover Clattered clear and ...
A Masque Of The Seasons (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
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 ...
To The Judge (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
_A Voice From the Interior of Old Hoop-Pole Township_Friend of my earliest youth, Can't you arrange to come downAnd visit a ...
The King (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
They rode right out of the morning sun--A glimmering, glittering cavalcadeOf knights and ladies and every oneIn princely sheen arrayed;And ...
The Frog (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Who am I but the Frog--the Frog! My realm is the dark bayou,And my throne is the muddy and moss-grown log That ...
A Variation (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
I am tired of this! Nothing else but loving!Nothing else but kiss and kiss, Coo, and turtle-doving! Can't you change the order some? Hate ...
An Impromptu Fairy-Tale (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
_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 ...
Elizabeth (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
_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 ...
Song (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
"Why do I sing--Tra-la-la-la-la! Glad as a King?--Tra-la-la-la-la! Well, since you ask,-- I have such a pleasant task, I can not help but sing! "Why ...
Craqueodoom (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
The Crankadox leaned o'er the edge of the moon And wistfully gazed on the seaWhere the Gryxabodill madly whistled a tune To ...
Liberty (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
New Castle, July 4, 1878 or a hundred years the pulse of time Has throbbed for Liberty; For a hundred ...
Who Bides His Time (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Who bides his time, and day by day Faces defeat full patiently, And lifts a mirthful roundelay, However poor his ...