#Americans
If a man could bite the giant hand That catches and destroys him, As I was bitten by a rat While demonstrating my patent trap… In my hardware store that day.
Is it true, Spoon River, That in the hall-way of the New C… There is a tablet of bronze Containing the embossed faces Of Editor Whedon and Thomas Rhod…
I was well known and much beloved And rich, as fortunes are reckoned In Spoon River, where I had live… That was the home for me, Though all my children had flown a…
I went to the dances at Chandlerv… And played snap-out at Winchester… One time we changed partners, Driving home in the midnight of mi… And then I found Davis.
I have known the silence of the st… And the silence of the city when i… And the silence of a man and a mai… And the silence of the sick When their eyes roam about the roo…
In the lust of my strength I cursed God, but he paid no atte… I might as well have cursed the st… In my last sickness I was in agon… And I cursed God for my suffering…
I have two monuments besides this… One, the house I built on the hil… With its spires, bay windows, and… The other, the lake-front in Chic… Where the railroad keeps a switchi…
I began with Sir William Hamilto… Then studied Dugald Stewart; And then John Locke on the Under… And then Descartes, Fichte and S… Kant and then Schopenhauer—
When my moustache curled, And my hair was black, And I wore tight trousers And a diamond stud, I was an excellent knave of hearts…
My name used to be in the papers d… As having dined somewhere, Or traveled somewhere, Or rented a house in Paris, Where I entertained the nobility.
I looked like Abraham Lincoln. I was one of you, Spoon River, in… But standing for the rights of pro… A regular church attendant, Sometimes appearing in your town m…
At first you will know not what th… And you may never know, And we may never tell you:— These sudden flashes in your soul, Like lambent lightning on snowy cl…
The idea danced before us as a fla… The sound of martial music; The thrill of carrying a gun; Advancement in the world on coming… A glint of glory, wrath for foes;
They first charged me with disorde… There being no statute on blasphem… Later they locked me up as insane Where I was beaten to death by a… My offense was this:
He protested all his life long The newspapers lied about him vill… That he was not at fault for Mine… But only tried to help her. Poor soul so sunk in sin he could…