A Glimpse Of Pan (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
I caught but a glimpse of him. Summer was here.And I strayed from the town and its dust and heat.And ...
I caught but a glimpse of him. Summer was here.And I strayed from the town and its dust and heat.And ...
1Would that the winds might only blowAs they blew in the golden long ago--!Laden with odors of Orient islesWhere ever ...
I find an old deserted nest, Half-hidden in the underbrush:A withered leaf, in phantom jest, Has nestled in it like a thrushWith ...
Blossoms crimson, white, or blue,Purple, pink, and every hue,From sunny skies, to tintings drownedIn dusky drops of dew,I praise you ...
The Jaybird he's my _favorite_ Of all the birds they is! I think he's quite a stylish sight In that blue suit of ...
The winds have talked with him confidingly;The trees have whispered to him; and the nightHath held him gently as a ...
She sang a song of May for me, Wherein once more I heardThe mirth of my glad infancy-- The orchard's earliest bird--The ...
I caught, for a second, across the crowd--Just for a second, and barely that--A face, pox-pitted and evil-browed,Hid in the ...
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock, And you hear the kyouck and gobble ...
O the Raggedy Man! He works fer Pa; An' he's the goodest man ever you saw! He comes to our ...
OH! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, ...
The ripest peach is highest on the tree -- And so her love, beyond the reach of me, Is dearest ...
Tell you what I like the best -- 'Long about knee-deep in June, 'Bout the time strawberries melts On the ...
I woo'd a woman once, But she was sharper than an eastern wind. Tennyson "What may I do to make ...
Who shall sing a simple ditty about the Willow, Dainty-fine and delicate as any bending spray That dandles high the ...
Let us rest ourselves a bit! Worry?-- wave your hand to it -- Kiss your finger-tips and smile It farewell ...
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