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Thou drowsy god, whose blurred eye… Muse on me—, drifting out upon thy… I lave my soul as in enchanted str… Where revelling satyrs pipe along… And tipsy with the melody they dri…
In the jolly winters Of the long-ago, It was not so cold as now— O! No! No! Then, as I remember,
DAWN As though a gipsy maiden with dim… Sat crooning by the roadside of th… So, Autumn, in thy strangeness, t… To read dark fortunes for us from…
It’s a mystery to see me—a man o’… Who’s lived a cross old bachelor f… A-lookin’ glad and smilin’! And t… That you can guess the reason why… I must tell you all about it! But…
The winds have talked with him con… The trees have whispered to him; a… Hath held him gently as a mother m… And taught him all sad tones of me… The mountains have bowed to him; a…
Close the book and dim the light, I shall read no more to-night. No—I am not sleepy, dear— Do not go: sit by me here In the darkness and the deep
THE WAR-CRY OF BILLY A… When two little boys—renowned but… Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!— May hurt a whole school, and the h… Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy!
Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheez… Lives 'way up in the leaves o’ tre… An’ wunst I slipped up-stairs to… In Aunty’s room, while she 'uz aw… An’ I clumbed up in her cushion-c…
I am looking for Love. Has he pas… With eyes as blue as the skies of… And a face as fair as the summer d… You answer back, but I wander on,… For you say: ‘Oh, yes; but his ey…
'I deem that God is not disquiete… This in a mighty poet’s rhymes I… And blazoned so forever doth abide Within my soul the legend glorifie… Though awful tempests thunder over…
Reach your hand to me, my friend, With its heartiest caress— Sometime there will come an end To its present faithfulness— Sometime I may ask in vain
I quarrel not with destiny, But make the best of everything– The best is good enough for me. Leave discontent alone, and she Will shut her mouth and let you si…
The dawn of the day was dreary, And the lowering clouds o’erhead Wept in a silent sorrow Where the sweet sunshine lay dead; And a wind came out of the eastwar…
I have sipped, with drooping lashe… Dreamy draughts of Verzenay; I have flourished brandy-smashes In the wildest sort of way; I have joked with 'Tom and Jerry’
I want to be a Soldier!— A Soldier!— A Soldier!— I want to be a Soldier, with a sa… Or a little carbine rifle, or a mu…