Of course you’ve heard of the Nan… On her famous quest of the Arctic… For it was a foreign Prince’s whi… And a golden quid was no more to h… So we sailed away and our hearts w…
That scathing word I used in scor… (Though half a century ago) Comes back to me this April morn, Like boomerang to work me woe; Comes back to me with bitter blame
Said the Door: “She came in With no shadow of sin; Turned the key in the lock, Slipped out of her frock, The robe she liked best
My virtues in Carara stone Cut carefully you all my scan; Beneath I lie, a fetid bone, The marble worth more than the man… If on my pure tomb they should gra…
My soldier boy has crossed the sea To fight the foeman; But he’ll come back to make of me And honest woman. So I am singing all day long,
When twenty—one I loved to dream, And was to loafing well inclined; Somehow I couldn’t get up steam To welcome work of any kind. While students burned the midnight…
Day after day behold me plying My pen within an office drear; The dullest dog, till homeward hie… Then lo! I reign a king of cheer. A throne have I of padded leather…
I told a truth, a tragic truth That tore the sullen sky; A million shuddered at my sooth And anarchist was I. Red righteousness was in my word
Men of the High North, the wild s… Islands of opal float on silver se… Swift splendors kindle, barbaric,… Pale ports of amber, golden argosi… Ringed all around us the proud pea…
Window Shopper I stood before a candy shop Which with a Christmas radiance s… I saw my parents pass and stop To grin at me and then go on.
Said she: 'Although my husband Ji… Is with his home content, I never should have married him, We are so different. Oh yes, I know he loves me well,
I do not swear because I am A sweet and sober guy; I cannot vent a single damn However hard I try. And in viruperative way,
'Twas in the bleary middle of the… I was lonesome as a loon so if you… Imagine my emotions of amazement a… When I bumped into that Missionar… He was lying lost and dying in the…
You’ve heard of “Casey at The Ba… And “Casey’s Tabble Dote”; But now it’s time To write a rhyme Of “Casey’s Billy—goat.”
It’s mighty lonesome—like and drea… Above the Wild the moon rides hig… And shows up sharp and needle—clea… The emptiness of earth and sky; No happy homes with love a—glow;