One 's the pictur’ of his Pa, And the _other_ of her Ma— Jes the bossest pair o’ babies ‘at… And we love ’em as the bees Loves the blossoms of the trees,

A deep, delicious hush in earth an… A gracious lull—since, from its wa… The morn has been a feverish, rest… In which the pulse of Summer ran… And riotous, as though its heart w…

Wunst, 'way West in Illinoise, Wuz two Bears an’ their two boys: An’ the two boys’ names, you know, Wuz—like _ours_ is,—Jim an’ Jo; An’ their _parunts’_ names wuz sam…

There was a curious quiet for a sp… Directly following: and in the fac… Of one rapt listener pulsed the fl… Of the heat-lightning that pent pa… Long ere the crash of speech.—He…

'When it’s _got_ to be,'—like! alw… As I notice the years whiz past, And know each day is a yesterday, When we size it up, at last,— Same as I said when my _boyhood_…

What makes you come HERE fer, M… So much to our house?—SAY? Come to see our big sister!— An’ Charley he says 'at you kisse… An’ he ketched you, th’uther day!—

Because her eyes were far too deep And holy for a laugh to leap Across the brink where sorrow trie… To drown within the amber tide; Because the looks, whose ripples k…

Seems like a feller’d ort 'o jes’… Git down and roll and waller, don’… In that-air stubble, and flop up a… Seein’ sich craps! I’ll undertake… There’re no wheat’s ever turned ou…

Some sings of the lily, and daisy,… And the pansies and pinks that the… throws In the green grassy lap of the med… Blinkin’ up at the skyes through t…

He leant against a lamp-post, lost In some mysterious reverie: His head was bowed; his arms were… He yawned, and glanced evasively: Uncrossed his arms, and slowly put

Wilful we are in our infirmity Of childish questioning and discon… Whate’er befalls us is divinely me… Thou Truth the clearer for thy my… Make us to meet what is or is to b…

It was just a very Merry fairy dream!— All the woods were airy With the gloom and gleam; Crickets in the clover

He seemed so strange to me, every… In manner, and form, and size, From the boy I knew but yesterday… I could hardly believe my eyes! To hear his name called over there…

Nobody on the old farm here but M… Except, of course, the extry he’p… And then, I want to say to you, w… As you’d admit, ef you’d a-seen th… A better quarter-section, ner a ri…

A goddess, with a siren’s grace,— A sun-haired girl on a craggy plac… Above a bay where fish-boats lay Drifting about like birds of prey. Wrought was she of a painter’s dre…