Reach your hand to me, my friend, With its heartiest caress - Sometime there will come an end To its present faithfulness - Sometime I may ask in vain For the touch of it again,...
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 pain - Over a silence that glowers and frowns, -...
Grand Haven is in Michigan, and in possession, too, Of as many rare attractions as our party ever knew: - The fine hotel, the landlord, and the lordly bill of fare,...
Long years ago, a funny man, Flushed with a strange delight, Sat down and wrote a funny thing All in the solemn night; And as he wrote he clapped his hands And laughed with all his might....
The harp of the minstrel has never a tone As sad as the song in his bosom to-night, For the magical touch of his fingers alone Can not waken the echoes that breathe it aright;...
The Hired Man's supper, which he sat before, In near reach of the wood-box, the stove-door And one leaf of the kitchen-table, was Somewhat belated, and in lifted pause His dextrous knife was balancing a bit...
It was a Jolly Miller lived on the River Dee; He looked upon his piller, and there he found a flea: "O Mr. Flea! you have bit' me, And you shall shorely die!"...
When I was a little boy, long ago, And spoke of the theater as the "show," The first one that I went to see, Mother's brother it was took me - (My uncle, of course, though he seemed to be...
It's many's the scenes which is dear to my mind As I think of my childhood so long left behind; The home of my birth, with it's old puncheon-floor, And the bright morning-glories that growed round the door;...
This is "The old Home by the Mill" - far we still call it so, Although the old mill, roof and sill, is all gone long ago. The old home, though, and old folks, and the old spring, and a few...
Lo! steadfast and serene, In patient pause between The seen and the unseen, What gentle zephyrs fan Your silken silver hair, - And what diviner air Breathes round you like a prayer, Old Man?...
Old man never had much to say - 'Ceptin' to Jim, - And Jim was the wildest boy he had - And the old man jes' wrapped up in him! Never heerd him speak but once Er twice in my life, - and first time was...
O The Raggedy Man! He works fer Pa; An' he's the goodest man ever you saw! He comes to our house every day, An' waters the horses, an' feeds 'em hay; An' he opens the shed - an' we all ist laugh...
The dawn of the day was dreary, And the lowering clouds o'erhead Wept in a silent sorrow Where the sweet sunshine lay dead; And a wind came out of the eastward Like an endless sigh of pain,...
Uncle Sidney, when he wuz here, Maked me a squirtgun out o' some Elder-bushes 'at growed out near Where wuz the brickyard - 'way out clear To where the toll-gate come! ...
'Ll where in the world my eyes has bin - Ef I hain't missed that train ag'in! Chuff! And whistle! And toot! And ring! But blast and blister the dasted train!...