Squire Hawkins’s Story (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales,Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say;Someway o' 'nother, language failsTo slide fer me ...
James Whitcomb Riley Poems on Morning (40 Poems)
Farmer Whipple–Bachelor (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
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 ...
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 South Wind And The Sun (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
O The South Wind and the Sun!How each loved the other oneFull of fancy--- full folly--Full of jollity and fun!How ...
Dot Leedle Boy (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Ot's a leedle Gristmas story Dot I told der leedle folks--Und I vant you stop dot laughin' Und grackin' funny jokes!--So help ...
A Country Pathway (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
I come upon it suddenly, alone-- A little pathway winding in the weedsThat fringe the roadside; and with dreams my own, I ...
Three Dead Friends (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Always suddenly they are gone-- The friends we trusted and held secure-- Suddenly we are gazing on, Not a _smiling_ face, but the ...
Grant At Rest– August 8, 1885 (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Sir Launcelot rode overthwart and endlong in a wide forest, and held nopath but as wild adventure led him... And he returned ...
The Hoosier Folk-Child (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
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 ...
His Room (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
"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 ...
Thoughts Fer The Discuraged Farmer (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
The summer winds is sniffin' round the bloomin' locus' trees;And the clover in the pastur is a big day fer the ...
A’ Old Played-Out Song (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
It's the curiousest thing in creation, Whenever I hear that old song, "Do They Miss Me at Home?" I'm so bothered, My life ...
We Must Believe (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
_"Lord, I believe: help Thou mine unbelief."_We must believe--Being from birth endowed with love and trust--Born unto loving;--and how simply ...
Old Aunt Mary’s (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Wasn't it pleasant, O brother mine,In those old days of the lost sunshineOf youth-- when the Saturday's chores were through,And ...
Father William (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
A NEW VERSION BY LEE O. HARRIS AND JAMESWHITCOMB RILEY"You are old, Father William, and though one would think All the ...
A Southern Singer (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Written In Madison Caweln's "Lyrics and Idyls." Herein are blown from out the South Songs blithe as those of Pan's pursed mouth-- As ...
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 ...
A Prospective Visit (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
While _any_ day was notable and dearThat gave the children Noey, history hereRecords his advent emphasized indeedWith sharp italics, as ...
Leonainie (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Leonainie--Angels named her; And they took the lightOf the laughing stars and framed her In a smile of white; And they made her ...
To Hear Her Sing (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
To hear her sing--to hear her sing-- It is to hear the birds of Spring In dewy groves on blooming sprays Pour out ...
“A Brave Refrain” (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
When snow is here, and the trees look weird, And the knuckled twigs are gloved with frost;When the breath congeals in ...
Time (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
1The ticking-- ticking-- ticking of the clock--!That vexed me so last night--! "For though Time keepsSuch drowsy watch," I moaned, ...
A Brave Refrain (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
When snow is here, and the trees look weird,And the knuckled twigs are gloved with frost;When the breath congeals in ...
The Clover (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Some sings of the lily, and daisy, and rose, And the pansies and pinks that the Summertime throwsIn the green grassy lap ...
Out Of Nazareth (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
"He shall sleep unscathed of thievesWho loves Allah and believes."Thus heard one who shared the tent,In the far-off Orient,Of the ...
A Wrangdillion (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Dexery-tethery! down in the dike, Under the ooze and the slime,Nestles the wraith of a reticent Gryke, Blubbering bubbles of rhyme:Though the ...
In The Dark (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
O in the depths of midnight What fancies haunt the brain! When even the sigh of the sleeper Sounds like a sob of ...
When Bessie Died (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
If from your own the dimpled hands had slipped,And ne'er would nestle in your palm again;If the white feet into ...
The Quest (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
I am looking for Love. Has he passed this way,With eyes as blue as the skies of May,And a face ...
Say Something To Me (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Say something to me! I've waited so long-- Waited and wondered in vain;Only a sentence would fall like a song Over this listening ...