As though a gipsy maiden with dim look, Sat crooning by the roadside of the year, So, Autumn, in thy strangeness, thou art here To read dark fortunes for us from the book...
How many of my selves are dead? The ghosts of many haunt me: Lo, The baby in the tiny bed With rockers on, is blanketed And sleeping in the long ago; And so I ask, with shaking head,...
The touches of her hands are like the fall Of velvet snowflakes; like the touch of down The peach just brushes 'gainst the garden wall; The flossy fondlings of the thistle-wisp...
I hold your trembling hand to-night - and yet I may not know what wealth of bliss is mine, My heart is such a curious design Of trust and jealousy! Your eyes are wet - So must I think they jewel some regret,...
Of all the doctors I could cite you to in this-'ere town Doc Sifers is my favorite, jes' take him up and down! Count in the Bethel Neighberhood, and Rollins, and Big Bear,...
Donn Piatt - of Mac-o-chee, - Not the one of History, Who, with flaming tongue and pen, Scathes the vanities of men; Not the one whose biting wit Cuts pretense and etches it...
Ot's a leedle Christmas story Dot I told der leedle folks - Und I vant you stop dot laughin' Und grackin' funny jokes' - So-help me Peter-Moses! Ot's no time for monkeyshine',...
Noon-time an' June-time, down around the river! Have to furse with 'Lizey Ann - but lawzy! I fergive her! Drives me off the place, an' says 'at all 'at she's a-wishin',...
I' be'n down to the Capital at Washington, D. C., Where Congerss meets and passes on the pensions ort to be Allowed to old one-legged chaps, like me, 'at sence the war...
Because her eyes were far too deep And holy for a laugh to leap Across the brink where sorrow tried To drown within the amber tide; Because the looks, whose ripples kissed...
Dreamer, say, will you dream for me A wild sweet dream of a foreign land, Whose border sips of a foaming sea With lips of coral and silver sand; Where warm winds loll on the shady deeps,...
"Wasn't it a funny dream! - perfectly bewild'rin'! - Last night, and night before, and night before that, Seemed like I saw the march o' regiments o' children,...
The frightened herds of clouds across the sky Trample the sunshine down, and chase the day Into the dusky forest-lands of gray And sombre twilight. Far and faint, and high,...
Say good-by er howdy-do - What's the odds betwixt the two? Comin' - goin', ev'ry day - Best friends first to go away - Grasp of hands you'd ruther hold Than their weight in solid gold...
When two little boys - renowned but for noise - Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy! - May hurt a whole school, and the head it employs, Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy! Such loud and hilarious pupils indeed...
How slight a thing may set one's fancy drifting Upon the dead sea of the Past! - A view - Sometimes an odor - or a rooster lifting A far-off "Ooh! ooh-ooh!"
"How did you rest, last night?" - I've heard my gran'pap say Them words a thousand times - that's right - Jes them words thataway! As punctchul-like as morning dast To ever heave in sight...