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 ...
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales,Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say;Someway o' 'nother, language failsTo slide fer me ...
Coming, clean from the Maryland-endOf this great National Road of ours,Through your vast West; with the time to spend,Stopping for ...
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 ...
I'm one o' these cur'ous kind o' chapsYou think you know when you don't, perhaps!I hain't no fool--ner I don't ...
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 ...
Tom Van Arden, my old friend, Our warm fellowship is oneFar too old to comprehend Where its bond was first begun: Mirage-like before ...
"My grandfather Squeers," said The Raggedy Man,As he solemnly lighted his pipe and began--"The most indestructible man, for his years,And ...
Fer forty year and better you have been a friend to me,Through days of sore afflictions and dire adversity,You allus ...
I' b'en a-kindo musin', as the feller says, and I'm About o' the conclusion that they ain't no better time, When you ...
Las' July--an', I persume 'Bout as hot As the ole Gran'-Jury room Where they sot!-- Fight 'twixt Mike an' Dock McGriff-- 'Pears to me jes' ...
"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 ...
Oh! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, And the ...
How many of my selves are dead? The ghosts of many haunt me: Lo,The baby in the tiny bedWith rockers on, ...
"When it's _got_ to be,"--like! always say, As I notice the years whiz past,And know each day is a yesterday, When we ...
Lying listless in the mossesUnderneath a tree that tossesFlakes of sunshine, and embosses Its green shadow with the snow--Drowsy-eyed, I sink ...
"I have twankled the strings of the twinkering rain; I have burnished the meteor's mail; I have bridled the wind When he whinnied ...
Right here at home, boys, in old Hoosierdom, Where strangers allus joke us when they come, And brag o' _their_ old States ...
O the waiting in the watches of the night! In the darkness, desolation, and contrition and affright; The awful hush that holds ...
A monument for the Soldiers! And what will ye build it of? Can ye build it of marble, or brass, or bronze, Outlasting ...
John McKeen, in his rusty dress,His loosened collar, and swarthy throat,His face unshaven, and none the less,His hearty laugh and ...
Here's his ragged "roundabout";Turn the pockets inside out:See; his pen-knife, lost to use,Rusted shut with apple-juice;Here, with marbles, top and ...
Oh, the Circus-Day parade! How the bugles played and played!And how the glossy horses tossed their flossy manes, and neighed,As ...
O it was but a dream I had While the musician played!-- And here the sky, and here the glad Old ocean kissed ...
They rode right out of the morning sun--A glimmering, glittering cavalcadeOf knights and ladies and every oneIn princely sheen arrayed;And ...
I can't extend to every friend In need a helping hand--No matter though I wish it so, 'Tis not as Fortune planned;But ...
Only a dream! Her head is bentOver the keys of the instrument,While her trembling fingers go astrayIn the foolish tune she ...
Illileo, the moonlight seemed lost across the vales--The stars but strewed the azure as an armor's scattered scales;The airs of ...
Wunst I sassed my Pa, an' heWon't stand that, an' punished me,--Nen when he was gone that day,I slipped out ...
"'Scurious-like," said the tree-toad, "I've twittered far rain all day; And I got up soon, And I hollered till noon-- But the sun, hit ...
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 ...
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