#AmericanWriters
I ran away from home with the circ… Having fallen in love with Mademo… The lion tamer. One time, having starved the lions For more than a day,
Why did you bruise me with your ro… If you did not want me to tell you… And stifle me with your stupiditie… If you did not want me to expose t… And nail me with the nails of crue…
I was among multitudes of children Dancing at the foot of a mountain. A breeze blew out of the east and… Driving some up the slopes.... Al… Here were flying lights, and mysti…
They have Chiseled on my stone th… ‘His life was gentle, and the elem… That nature might stand up and say… This was a man.’ Those who knew me smile
The Prohibitionists made me Town… When the saloons were voted out, Because when I was a drinking man… Before I joined the church, I kil… At the saw-mill near Maple Grove.
Ye aspiring ones, listen to the st… Who lies here with no stone to mar… As a boy reckless and wanton, Wandering with gun in hand through… Near the mansion of Aaron Hatfiel…
“What will you do when you come to… If all your life long you have rej… And know as you lie there, He is… Over and over I said, I, the revi… Ah, yes! but there are friends and…
Tell me, was Altgeld elected Gove… For when the returns began to come… And Cleveland was sweeping the Ea… It was too much for you, poor old… Who had striven for democracy
It was moon-light, and the earth s… With new-fallen frost. It was midnight and not a soul abr… Out of the chimney of the court-ho… A gray-hound of smoke leapt and ch…
I was the daughter of Lambert Hut… Born in a cottage near the grist-m… Reared in the mansion there on the… With its spires, bay-windows, and… How proud my mother was of the man…
I went up and down the streets Here and there by day and night, Through all hours of the night car… Do you know why? My wife hated me, my son went to t…
On a mountain top above the clouds That streamed like a sea below me I said that peak is the thought of… And that one is the prayer of Jes… And this one is the dream of Plat…
The very fall my sister Nancy Kna… Set fire to the house They were trying Dr. Duval For the murder of Zora Clemens, And I sat in the court two weeks
Dust of my dust, And dust with my dust, O, child who died as you entered t… Dead with my death! Not knowing breath, though you tri…
Do you remember when I stood on t… Of the Court House and talked fre… And the single-tax of Henry Georg… Then do you remember that, when th… Lost the first battle, I began to…