The Artemus Of Michigan (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Grand Haven is in Michigan, and in possession, too, Of as many rare attractions as our party ever knew:-- The fine hotel, ...
Grand Haven is in Michigan, and in possession, too, Of as many rare attractions as our party ever knew:-- The fine hotel, ...
It was a Jolly Miller lived on the River Dee;He looked upon his piller, and there he found a flea: "O ...
Where are they-- the Afterwhiles--Luring us the lengthening milesOf our lives? Where is the dawnWith the dew across the lawnStroked ...
My Mary, O my Mary! The simmer-skies are blue;The dawnin' brings the dazzle, An' the gloamin' brings the dew,--The mirk o' nicht ...
_A Voice From the Interior of Old Hoop-Pole Township_Friend of my earliest youth, Can't you arrange to come downAnd visit a ...
I. An afternoon as ripe with heat As might the golden pippin be With mellowness if at my feet It dropped now from the ...
"_Where shall we land you, sweet_?"--Swinburne. All listlessly we float Out seaward in the boat That beareth Love. Our sails of purest snow Bend to ...
There are many things that boys may know-- Why this and that are thus and so,-- Who made the world in the ...
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 ...
Leonainie--Angels named her; And they took the lightOf the laughing stars and framed her In a smile of white; And they made her ...
We are not always glad when we smile: Though we wear a fair face and are gay, And the world we deceive May ...
Let us be thankful--not only because Since last our universal thanks were told We have grown greater in the world's applause, And fortune's ...
The harp of the minstrel has never a tone As sad as the song in his bosom to-night,For the magical touch ...
"Why do I sing--Tra-la-la-la-la! Glad as a King?--Tra-la-la-la-la! Well, since you ask,-- I have such a pleasant task, I can not help but sing! "Why ...
"O Printerman of sallow face, And look of absent guile,Is it the 'copy' on your 'case' That causes you to smile?Or is it ...
Barefooted boys scud up the street Or skurry under sheltering sheds;And schoolgirl faces, pale and sweet, Gleam from the shawls about their ...
One 's the pictur' of his Pa, And the _other_ of her Ma-- Jes the bossest pair o' babies 'at a mortal ...
They ain't no style about 'em,And they're sorto' pale and faded,Yit the doorway here, without 'em,Would be lonesomer, and shadedWith ...
O in the depths of midnight What fancies haunt the brain! When even the sigh of the sleeper Sounds like a sob of ...
Where do you go when you go to sleep, Little Boy! Little Boy! where?'Way--'way in where's Little Bo-Peep,And Little Boy Blue, ...
For you, I could forget the gay Delirium of merriment,And let my laughter die away In endless silence of content. I could forget, ...
"The voice of One hath spoken, And the bended reed is bruised--The golden bowl is broken, And the silver cord is loosed."Over ...
I cannot say, and I will not sayThat he is dead--. He is just away!With a cheery smile, and a ...
Out of the hitherwhere into the Yon--The land that the Lord's love rests upon;Where one may rely on the friends ...
O her eyes are amber-fine-- Dark and deep as wells of wine, While her smile is like the noon Splendor of a day ...
Just the airiest, fairiest slip of a thing,With a Gainsborough hat, like a butterfly's wing,Tilted up at one side with ...
I'm twins, I guess, 'cause my Ma say I'm two little girls. An' one o' me Is _Good_ little girl; an' th'other ...
IIn the evening of our days, When the first far stars aboveGlimmer dimmer, through the haze, Than the dewy eyes of love,Shall ...
1Would that the winds might only blowAs they blew in the golden long ago--!Laden with odors of Orient islesWhere ever ...
She will not smile; She will not stir; I marvel while I look on her. The lips are chilly And will not speak; The ghost of ...
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