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 ...
James Whitcomb Riley Poems on Nature (76 Poems)
A Session With Uncle Sidney (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
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 ...
Blind (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
You think it is a sorry thing That I am blind. Your pitying Is welcome to me; yet indeed, I think I have but ...
Maymie’s Story Of Red Riding Hood (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
W'y, one time wuz a little-weenty dirl,An' she wuz named Red Riding Hood, 'cause her--Her _Ma_ she maked a little ...
George Mullen’s Confession (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
For the sake of guilty conscience, and the heart that ticks thetimeOf the clockworks of my nature, I desire to ...
Noey Bixler (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
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 ...
The Bear-Story (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
THAT ALEX "IST MAKED UP HIS-OWN-SE'F"W'y, wunst they wuz a Little Boy went outIn the woods to shoot a Bear. ...
The Child-World (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
A Child-World, yet a wondrous world no less,To those who knew its boundless happiness.A simple old frame house--eight rooms in ...
What Smith Knew About Farming (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
There wasn't two purtier farms in the stateThan the couple of which I'm about to relate;--Jinin' each other--belongin' to Brown,And ...
The Loehrs And The Hammonds (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
"Hey, Bud! O Bud!" rang out a gleeful call,--"_The Loehrs is come to your house!_" And a smallBut very much ...
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 ...
Some Songs After Master Singers (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
ISONG With a hey! and a hi! and a hey-ho rhyme! O the shepherd lad He is ne'er so glad As when he pipes, ...
He Called Her In (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
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 (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
Tom Van Arden (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Tom Van Arden, my old friend, Our warm fellowship is oneFar too old to comprehend Where its bond was first begun: Mirage-like before ...
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 ...
A Fantasy (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
A fantasy that came to me As wild and wantonly designedAs ever any dream might be Unraveled from a madman's mind,--A tangle-work ...
Autumn (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
As a harvester, at dusk, Faring down some woody trail Leading homeward through the musk Of may-apple and pawpaw, Hazel-bush, and spice and haw,-- So ...
Wortermelon Time (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Old wortermelon time is a-comin' round again, And they ain't no man a-livin' any tickleder'n me,Fer the way I hanker after ...
At Noey’s House (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
At Noey's house--when they arrived with him--How snug seemed everything, and neat and trim:The little picket-fence, and little gate--It's little ...
Mr. Hammond’s Parable–The Dreamer (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
IHe was a Dreamer of the Days: Indolent as a lazy breezeOf midsummer, in idlest ways Lolling about in the shade of ...
A Backward Look (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
As I sat smoking, alone, yesterday, And lazily leaning back in my chair, Enjoying myself in a general way-- Allowing my thoughts a ...
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 ...
The Old Swimmin’ Hole (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Oh! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, And the ...
A Dream Of Long Ago (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Lying listless in the mossesUnderneath a tree that tossesFlakes of sunshine, and embosses Its green shadow with the snow--Drowsy-eyed, I sink ...
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 ...
Find The Favorite (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Our three cats is Maltese cats, An' they's two that's white,-- An' bofe of 'em's _deef_--an' that's 'Cause their _eyes_ ain't right.-- Uncle say ...
Griggsby’s Station (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Pap's got his patent-right, and rich is all creation;But where's the peace and comfort that we all had before?Le's go ...
Donn Piatt Of Mac-O-Chee (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Donn Piatt--of Mac-o-chee,-- Not the one of History, Who, with flaming tongue and pen, Scathes the vanities of men; Not the one whose biting ...