Nobody on the old farm here but Mother, me and John, Except, of course, the extry he'p when harvest-time come on - And then, I want to say to you, we needed he'p about,...
They faced each other: Topaz-brown And lambent burnt her eyes and shot Sharp flame at his of amethyst. - "I hate you! Go, and be forgot As death forgets!" their glitter hissed...
I am looking for Love. Has he passed this way, With eyes as blue as the skies of May, And a face as fair as the summer dawn? - You answer back, but I wander on, -...
The man that rooms next door to me: Two weeks ago, this very night, He took possession quietly, As any other lodger might - But why the room next mine should so Attract him I was vexed to know, -...
A passel o' the boys last night - An' me amongst 'em - kindo got To talkin' Temper'nce left an' right, An' workin' up "blue-ribbon," hot; An' while we was a-countin' jes' How many bed gone into hit...