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For you, I could forget the gayDelirium of merriment,And let my laughter die awayIn endless silence of content.I could forget, for your dear sake,The..

Me an' Bert an' Minnie-BelleKnows a joke, an' we won't tell!No, we don't--'cause we don't know_Why_ we got to laughin' so;But we got to laughin'..

Go, Winter! Go thy ways! We want againThe twitter of the bluebird and the wren;Leaves ever greener growing, and the shineOf Summer's sun--not..

The merriment that followed was subdued--As though the story-teller's attitudeWere dual, in a sense, appealing quiteAs much to sorrow as to mere..

A day of torpor in the sullen heatOf Summer's passion: In the sluggish streamThe panting cattle lave their lazy feet,With drowsy eyes, and dream.Long..

A lover said, 'O Maiden, love me well,For I must go away:And should ANOTHER ever come to tellOf love--What WILL you say?'And she let fall a royal..

AFTER READING HIS AUTOBIOGRAPHYPOOR victim of that vulture curseThat hovers o'er the universe,With ready talons quick to strikeIn every human heart..

Let me come in where you sit weeping—aye,Let me, who have not any child to die,Weep with you for the little one whose loveI have known nothing of.The..

Years did I vainly seek the good Lord's grace--,Prayed, fasted, and did penance dire and dread;Did kneel, with bleeding knees and rainy face,And..

1Would that the winds might only blowAs they blew in the golden long ago--!Laden with odors of Orient islesWhere ever and ever the sunshine..

Being his mother--when he goes awayI would not hold him overlong, and soSometimes my yielding sight of him grows OSo quick of tears, I joy he did not..

Queenly month of indolent repose!I drink thy breath in sips of rare perfume,As in thy downy lap of clover-bloomI nestle like a drowsy child and..

I.Has she forgotten? On this very MayWe were to meet here, with the birds and bees,As on that Sabbath, underneath the treesWe strayed among the..

Fold the little waxen handsLightly. Let your warmest tearsSpeak regrets, but never fears,--Heaven understands!Let the sad heart, o'er the tomb,Lift..

'My grandfather Squeers,' said The Raggedy Man,As he solemnly lighted his pipe and began--'The most indestructible man, for his years,And the..

You think it is a sorry thingThat I am blind. Your pityingIs welcome to me; yet indeed,I think I have but little needOf it. Though you may marvel..

Friends, my heart is half awearyOf its happiness to-night:Though your songs are gay and cheery,And your spirits feather-light,There's a ghostly music..

My Mary, O my Mary!The simmer-skies are blue;The dawnin' brings the dazzle,An' the gloamin' brings the dew,--The mirk o' nicht the gloryO' the moon..

They's nothin' in the name to strikeA feller more'n common like!'Taint liable to git no praiseNer nothin' like it nowadays;An' yit that name o' her'n..

'Twas the height of the fete when we quitted the riot,And quietly stole to the terrace alone,Where, pale as the lovers that ever swear by it,The moon..

She sang a song of May for me,Wherein once more I heardThe mirth of my glad infancy--The orchard's earliest bird--The joyous breeze among the..

'I have twankled the strings of the twinkering rain;I have burnished the meteor's mail;I have bridled the windWhen he whinnied and whinedWith a bunch..

I got to thinkin' of her--both her parents dead and gone--And all her sisters married off, and none but her and JohnA-livin' all alone there in that..

When chirping crickets fainter cry,And pale stars blossom in the sky,And twilight's gloom has dimmed the bloomAnd blurred the butterfly:When..

Parunts knows lots more than us,But they don't know _all_ things,--'Cause we ketch 'em, lots o' times,Even on little small things.One time Winnie..