#Americans
Ye young debaters over the doctrin… Of the soul’s immortality I who lie here was the village ath… Talkative, contentious, versed in… Of the infidels.
You may think, passer-by, that Fa… Is a pit-fall outside of yourself, Around which you may walk by the u… And wisdom. Thus you believe, viewing the live…
When I went to the city, Mary Mc… I meant to return for you, yes I… But Laura, my landlady’s daughter… Stole into my life somehow, and wo… Then after some years whom should…
How does it happen, tell me, That I who was the most erudite o… Who knew Blackstone and Coke Almost by heart, who made the grea… The court-house ever heard, and wr…
I was the first fruits of the batt… When I felt the bullet enter my h… I wished I had staid at home and… For stealing the hogs of Curl Tre… Instead of running away and joinin…
She took my strength by minutes, She took my life by hours, She drained me like a fevered moon That saps the spinning world. The days went by like shadows,
They got me into the Sunday-schoo… In Spoon River And tried to get me to drop Confu… I could have been no worse off If I had tried to get them to dro…
Have any of you, passers-by, Had an old tooth that was an uncea… Or a pain in the side that never q… Or a malignant growth that grew wi… So that even in profoundest slumbe…
There is the caw of a crow, And the hesitant song of a thrush. There is the tinkle of a cowbell f… And the voice of a plowman on Shi… The forest beyond the orchard is s…
I have studied many times The marble which was chiseled for… A boat with a furled sail at rest… In truth it pictures not my destin… But my life.
I was a gun-smith in Odessa. One night the police broke in the… Where a group of us were reading… And seized our books and arrested… But I escaped and came to New Yo…
My parents thought that I would b… As great as Edison or greater: For as a boy I made balloons And wondrous kites and toys with c… And little engines with tracks to…
You observe the carven hand With the index finger pointing hea… That is the direction, no doubt. But how shall one follow it? It is well to abstain from murder…
I am Minerva, the village poetess… Hooted at, jeered at by the Yahoo… For my heavy body, cock-eye, and r… And all the more when “Butch” Wel… Captured me after a brutal hunt.
Oh many times did Ernest Hyde and… Argue about the freedom of the wil… My favorite metaphor was Prickett… Roped out to grass, and free you k… As the length of the rope.