As I sat smoking, alone, yesterday, And lazily leaning back in my chair, Enjoying myself in a general way - Allowing my thoughts a holiday From weariness, toil and care, -...
Wunst, 'way West in Illinoise, Wuz two Bears an' their two boys: An' the two boys' names, you know, Wuz - like ours is, - Jim an' Jo; An' their parunts' names wuz same's,...
When snow is here, and the trees look weird, And the knuckled twigs are gloved with frost; When the breath congeals in the drover's beard, And the old pathway to the barn is lost;...
"O I am weary!" she sighed, as her billowy Hair she unloosed in a torrent of gold That rippled and fell o'er a figure as willowy, Graceful and fair as a goddess of old:...
I' got no patience with blues at all! And I ust to kindo talk Aginst 'em, and claim, 'tel along last Fall, They was none in the fambly stock; But a nephew of mine, from Eelinoy,...
Uncle he says 'at 'way down in the sea Ever'thing's ist like it used to be: - He says they's mermaids, an' mermens, too, An' little merchildern, like me an' you - Little merboys, with tops an' balls,...
O were I not a clod, intent On being just an earthly thing, I'd be that rare embodiment Of Heart and Spirit, Voice and Wing, With pure, ecstatic, rapture-sent, Divinely-tender twittering...
Ah, Luxury! Beyond the heat And dust of town, with dangling feet, Astride the rock below the dam, In the cool shadows where the calm Rests on the stream again, and all Is silent save the waterfall, -...
Heigh-ho! Babyhood! Tell me where you linger: Let's toddle home again, for we have gone astray; Take this eager hand of mine and lead me by the finger Back to the Lotus lands of the far-away. ...
Back from a two-years' sentence! And though it had been ten, You think, I were scarred no deeper In the eyes of my fellow-men. "My fellow-men?" Sounds like a satire, You think - and I so allow,...
Old friends allus is the best, Halest-like and heartiest: Knowed us first, and don't allow We're so blame much better now! They was standin' at the bars When we grabbed "the kivvered kyars"...
O your hands - they are strangely fair! Fair - for the jewels that sparkle there, - Fair - for the witchery of the spell That ivory keys alone can tell; But when their delicate touches rest...
1 Would that the winds might only blow As they blew in the golden long ago! Laden with odors of Orient isles Where ever and ever the sunshine smiles, And the bright sands blend with the shady trees,...
Why did we meet long years of yore? And why did we strike hands and say "We will be friends and nothing more"; Why are we musing thus to-day? Because because was just because,...
O love is like an untamed steed! - So hot of heart and wild of speed, And with fierce freedom so in love, The desert is not vast enough, With all its leagues of glimmering sands,...
Being his mother - when he goes away I would not hold him overlong, and so Sometimes my yielding sight of him grows O So quick of tears, I joy he did not stay To catch the faintest rumor of them! Nay,...
The merriment that followed was subdued - As though the story-teller's attitude Were dual, in a sense, appealing quite As much to sorrow as to mere delight, According, haply, to the listener's bent...
Ho! it's come, kids, come! "With a bim! bam! bum! Here's little Billy bangin' on his big bass drum! He's a-marchin' round the room, With his feather-duster plume...