A New Year’s Time At Willards’s (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
1 The Hired Man TalksThere's old man Willards; an' his wife;An' Marg'et-- S'repty's sister--; an'There's me-- an' I'm the hired man;An' ...
1 The Hired Man TalksThere's old man Willards; an' his wife;An' Marg'et-- S'repty's sister--; an'There's me-- an' I'm the hired man;An' ...
A king--estranged from his loving Queen By a foolish royal whim--Tired and sick of the dull routine Of matters surrounding him--Issued a ...
IHe called her in from me and shut the door.And she so loved the sunshine and the sky!--She loved them ...
O The South Wind and the Sun!How each loved the other oneFull of fancy--- full folly--Full of jollity and fun!How ...
Tom Van Arden, my old friend, Our warm fellowship is oneFar too old to comprehend Where its bond was first begun: Mirage-like before ...
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 ...
Ah, friend of mine, how goes it, Since you've taken you a mate?--Your smile, though, plainly shows it Is a very happy ...
Lying listless in the mossesUnderneath a tree that tossesFlakes of sunshine, and embosses Its green shadow with the snow--Drowsy-eyed, I sink ...
In words like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold; But that large grief which these enfoldIs given ...
Mellow hazes, lowly trailing Over wood and meadow, veiling Somber skies, with wildfowl sailing Sailor-like to foreign lands; And the north-wind overleaping Summer's brink, and ...
I dreamed I was a spider;A big, fat, hungry spider;A lusty, rusty spider With a dozen palsied limbs;With a dozen limbs ...
A NEW VERSION BY LEE O. HARRIS AND JAMESWHITCOMB RILEY"You are old, Father William, and though one would think All the ...
Of the North I wove a dream, All bespangled with the gleam Of the glancing wings of swallows Dipping ripples in a stream, That, ...
"Write me a rhyme of the present time". And the poet took his penAnd wrote such lines as the miser minds Hide ...
Dreamer, say, will you dream for me A wild sweet dream of a foreign land,Whose border sips of a foaming sea With ...
For you, I could forget the gay Delirium of merriment,And let my laughter die away In endless silence of content. I could forget, ...
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 ...
The afternoon of summer foldsIts warm arms round the marigolds,And with its gleaming fingers, petsThe watered pinks and violetsThat from ...
O her eyes are amber-fine-- Dark and deep as wells of wine, While her smile is like the noon Splendor of a day ...
In its color, shade and shine, 'T was a summer warm as wine, With an effervescent flavoring of flowered bough and vine, And ...
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