#AmericanWriters
Once on a time a friend of mine pr… To see the dazzling splendors of a… And after we had reveled in the sa… We sought a neighboring cafe for m… When I demanded of my friend what…
The little French doll was a dear… Tricked out in the sweetest of dre… Her eyes were of hue A most delicate blue And dark as the night were her tre…
Syn that you, Chloe, to your mode… Maketh all ye yonge bacheloures fu… Like as a lyttel deere you ben y-h… Whenas come lovers with theyre pit… Sothly it ben faire to give up you…
When the world is fast asleep, Along the midnight skies— As though it were a wandering clou… The ghostly dream-ship flies. An angel stands at the dream-ship’…
What conversazzhyonies wuz I real… For that, you must remember, wuz a… The camp wuz new ‘nd noisy, ’nd on… So fashionable sossiety wuz hardly… There hadn’t been no grand events…
(FROM THE GERMAN OF M… O heart of mine! lift up thine eye… And see who in yon manger lies! Of perfect form, of face divine— It is the Christ-child, heart of…
The sky is dark and the hills are… As the storm-king speeds from the… And this is the song the storm-kin… As over the world his cloak he fli… “Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;”
Good old days—dear old days When my heart beat high and bold— When the things of earth seemed fu… And the future a haze of gold! Oh, merry was I that winter night…
When thou dost eat from off this p… I charge thee be thou temperate; Unto thine elders at the board Do thou sweet reverence accord; And, though to dignity inclined,
‘T is when the lark goes soaring And the bee is at the bud, When lightly dancing zephyrs Sing over field and flood; When all sweet things in nature
Thar showed up out’n Denver in th… A man who’d worked with Dana on t… His name wuz Cantell Whoppers, ‘n… Ez he walked inter the orfice ’nd… Thar warn’t no places vacant then,…
Little Miss Brag has much to say To the rich little lady from over… And the rich little lady puts out… As she looks at her own white, dai… And wishes that she could wear a g…
My garden aboundeth in pleasant no… And fragrance is over it all; For sweet is the smell of my old,… In their places against the wall. Here is a folio that’s grim with a…
As I was going to Bethlehem-town, Upon the earth I cast me down All underneath a little tree That whispered in this wise to me: ‘Oh, I shall stand on Calvary
Two dreams came down to earth one… From the realm of mist and dew; One was a dream of the old, old da… And one was a dream of the new. One was a dream of a shady lane