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I am tired of this!Nothing else but loving!Nothing else but kiss and kiss,Coo, and turtle-doving!Can't you change the order some?Hate me just a..

Dexery-tethery! down in the dike,Under the ooze and the slime,Nestles the wraith of a reticent Gryke,Blubbering bubbles of rhyme:Though the reeds..

A was an elegant ApeWho tied up his ears with red tape,And wore a long veilHalf revealing his tailWhich was trimmed with jet bugles and crape.B was a..

To William Morris Pierson[1868-1870]Of the wealth of facts and fanciesThat our memories may recall,The old school-day romancesAre the dearest, after..

I.When old Jack died, we staid from school (they said,At home, we needn't go that day), and noneOf us ate any breakfast--only one,And that was..

Of all the doctors I could cite you to in this-'ere townDoc Sifers is my favorite, jes' take him up and down!Count in the Bethel Neighberhood, and..

Ot's a leedle Gristmas storyDot I told der leedle folks--Und I vant you stop dot laughin'Und grackin' funny jokes!--So help me Peter-Moses!Ot's no..

W'y, one time wuz a little-weenty dirl,An' she wuz named Red Riding Hood, 'cause her--Her _Ma_ she maked a little red cloak fer her'At turnt up over..

Ay, thou varlet! Laugh away!All the world's a holiday!Laugh away, and roar and shoutTill thy hoarse tongue lolleth out!Bloat thy cheeks, and bulge..

Dear Lord, to Thee my knee is bent.--Give me content--Full-pleasured with what comes to me,What e'er it be:An humble roof--a frugal board,And simple..

IIn the evening of our days,When the first far stars aboveGlimmer dimmer, through the haze,Than the dewy eyes of love,Shall we mournfully revertTo..

When frost's all on our winder, an' the snow'sAll out-o'-doors, our 'Old-Kriss'-milkman goesA-drivin' round, ist purt'-nigh froze to death,With his..

There was a curious quiet for a spaceDirectly following: and in the faceOf one rapt listener pulsed the flush and glowOf the heat-lightning that pent..

Only a dream!Her head is bentOver the keys of the instrument,While her trembling fingers go astrayIn the foolish tune she tries to play.He smiles in..

Another hero of those youthful yearsReturns, as Noey Bixler's name appears.And Noey--if in any special way--Was notably good-natured.--Work or playHe..

Of the North I wove a dream,All bespangled with the gleamOf the glancing wings of swallowsDipping ripples in a stream,That, like a tide of wine,Wound..

Writ in between the lines of his life-deedWe trace the sacred service of a heartAnswering the Divine command, in every partBearing on human weal: His..

I would not trace the hackneyed phraseOf shallow words and empty praise,And prate of 'peace' till one might thinkMy foolish pen was drunk with..

Hey, Old Midsummer! are you here again,With all your harvest-store of olden joys,--Vast overhanging meadow-lands of rain,And drowsy dawns, and noons..

While _any_ day was notable and dearThat gave the children Noey, history hereRecords his advent emphasized indeedWith sharp italics, as he came to..

They ain't no style about 'em,And they're sorto' pale and faded,Yit the doorway here, without 'em,Would be lonesomer, and shadedWith a good 'eal..

The warm pulse of the nation has grown chill;The muffled heart of Freedom, like a knell,Throbs solemnly for one whose earthly willWrought every..

DAWNAs though a gipsy maiden with dim look,Sat crooning by the roadside of the year,So, Autumn, in thy strangeness, thou art hereTo read dark..

DIED--Early morning of September 5, 1876, andin the gleaming dawn of 'name and fame,'Hamilton J. Dunbar.Dead! Dead! Dead!We thought him ours..

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..