This weeping willow! Why do you not plant a few For the millions of children not y… As well as for us? Are they not non-existent, or cell…

Jonas Keene thought his lot a har… Because his children were all fail… But I know of a fate more trying… It is to be a failure while your c… For I raised a brood of eagles

Out of the lights and roar of citi… Drifting down like a spark in Spo… Burnt out with the fire of drink,… The paramour of a woman I took in… But to hide a wounded pride as wel…

I lost my patronage in Spoon Rive… From trying to put my mind in the… To catch the soul of the person. The very best picture I ever took Was of Judge Somers, attorney at…

Neither spite, fellow citizens, Nor forgetfulness of the shiftless… And the lawlessness and waste Under democracy’s rule in Spoon R… Made me desert the party of law an…

They have Chiseled on my stone th… ‘His life was gentle, and the elem… That nature might stand up and say… This was a man.’ Those who knew me smile

Have you seen walking through the… A man with downcast eyes and hagga… That is my husband who, by secret… never to be told, robbed me of my… Till at last, wrinkled and with ye…

You never marveled, dullards of S… When Chase Henry voted against th… To revenge himself for being shut… But none of you was keen enough To follow my steps, or trace me ho…

I said when they handed me my dipl… I said to myself I will be good And wise and brave and helpful to… I said I will carry the Christian… Into the practice of medicine!

Take note, passers-by, of the shar… Eaten in my head-stone by the wind… Almost as if an intangible Nemesi… Were marking scores against me, But to destroy, and not preserve,…

You observe the carven hand With the index finger pointing hea… That is the direction, no doubt. But how shall one follow it? It is well to abstain from murder…

I had fiddled all day at the count… But driving home “Butch” Weldy an… Who were roaring full, made me fid… To the song of Susie Skinner, whi… Till they ran away.

Yes, here I lie close to a stunte… In a forgotten place near the fenc… Where the thickets from Siever’s… Have crept over, growing sparsely. And you, you are a leader in New…

Dear Jane! dear winsome Jane! How you stole in the room (where… In your nurse’s cap and linen cuff… And took my hand and said with a s… “You are not so ill—you’ll soon be…

A giant as we hoped, in truth, a d… A barrel of slop that shines on L… Which at first seemed a vessel wit… For thirsty lips. So down the swi… You went through sloven spirit, cr…