Her Beautiful Eyes (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
O her beautiful eyes! they are as blue as the dew On the violet's bloom when the morning is new, And the ...
O her beautiful eyes! they are as blue as the dew On the violet's bloom when the morning is new, And the ...
"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 dawn of the day was dreary, And the lowering clouds o'erheadWept in a silent sorrow Where the sweet sunshine lay dead;And ...
The past is like a story I have listened to in dreamsThat vanished in the glory Of the Morning's early gleams;And--at my ...
Wait for the morning:--It will come, indeed, As surely as the night hath given need. The yearning eyes, at last, will strain ...
Sometimes I keep From going to sleep, To hear the katydids "cheep-cheep!" And think they say Their prayers that way; But _katydids_ don't have to ...
O the night was dark and the night was late, And the robbers came to rob him; And they picked the locks ...
The old days--the far days-- The overdear and fair!--The old days--the lost days-- How lovely they were!The old days of Morning, With the ...
When June is here--what art have we to sing The whiteness of the lilies midst the green Of noon-tranced lawns? Or flash ...
New Castle, July 4, 1878 or a hundred years the pulse of time Has throbbed for Liberty; For a hundred ...
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