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(REFECTORY, MISSION S… Good!—said the Padre,—believe me… ‘Don Giovanni,’ or what you will, The type’s eternal! We knew him h… As Don Diego del Sud. I fear
(IN THE COLORADO PARK, 187… Wot’s that you’re readin’?—a novel… You a man grown and bearded and hi… Stuff about gals and their sweethe… knife.
(AFTER SPENSER) Lo! where the castle of bold Pfei… Its sullen shadow on the rolling t… No more the home where joy and wea… But now where wassailers in cells…
(BEING THE ONLY GENUI… Maud Muller all that summer day Raked the meadow sweet with hay; Yet, looking down the distant lane… She hoped the Judge would come ag…
Our window’s not much, though it f… There’s a fly in the pane that get… But it’s curious how people think… For ME to look out of the window! Why, when company comes, and they’…
Blown out of the prairie in twilig… Half bold and half timid, yet lazy… Loath ever to leave, and yet fearf… He limps in the clearing, an outca… A shade on the stubble, a ghost by…
I’m a gay tra, la, la, With my fal, lal, la, la, And my bright— And my light— Tra, la, le. [Repeat.]
When I bought you for a song, Years ago—Lord knows how long!— I was struck—I may be wrong— By your features, And—a something in your air
June 4th! Do you know what that d… June 4th! By this air and these p… Well,—only you know how I hate sc… These might be my very last lines! For perhaps, sir, you’ll kindly re…
(REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL J… Waltz in, waltz in, ye little kids… And drop them books and first pot-… I kin not sling a fairy tale of J… For I hold it is unchristian to d…
(PRESIDIO DE SAN FRANCI… Looking seaward, o’er the sand-hil… quaint, By the San Francisco friars lifte… Sponsor to that wondrous city, now…
Behind the footlights hangs the ru… A trifle shabby in the upturned bl… Of flaring gas and curious eyes th… The stage, methinks, perhaps is no… And hardly fit for royal Richard’…
Sauntering hither on listless wing… Careless vagabond of the sea, Little thou heedest the surf that… The bar that thunders, the shale t… Give me to keep thy company.
(BY A COMMUNICANT OF '… He wore, I think, a chasuble, the… A stole and snowy alb likewise,—I… He called me ‘daughter,’ as he rai… And then, in thrilling undertones,…
(A CHEMICAL NARRATIVE) Certain facts which serve to expla… The physical charms of Miss Addie… Who, as the common reports obtain, Surpassed in complexion the lily a…