I made two fights for the people. First I left my party, bearing th… Of independence, for reform, and w… Next I used my rebel strength To capture the standard of my old…

Mr Kessler, you know, was in the… And he drew six dollars a month as… And stood on the corner talking po… Or sat at home reading Grant’s Me… And I supported the family by was…

Who carved this shattered harp on… I died to you, no doubt. But how… Wired I and tightened and disenta… Making them sweet again—with tunin… Oh well! A harp leaps out of the…

The buzzards wheel slowly In wide circles, in a sky Faintly hazed as from dust from th… And a wind sweeps through the past… Beating the grass into long waves.

Not in that wasted garden Where bodies are drawn into grass That feeds no flocks, and into eve… That bear no fruit— There where along the shaded walks

Oh! the dew-wet grass of the meado… Through which Rebecca followed me… One child in her arms, and three t… Lengthening out the farewell to me… And then the long, hard years down…

Both for the country and for the m… And for a country as well as a man… ’Tis better to be feared than love… And if this country would rather p… With the friendship of every natio…

They got me into the Sunday-schoo… In Spoon River And tried to get me to drop Confu… I could have been no worse off If I had tried to get them to dro…

In my life I was the town drunkar… When I died the priest denied me… In holy ground. The which rebounded to my good for… For the Protestants bought this l…

It was only a little house of two… Almost like a child’s play-house— With scarce five acres of ground a… And I had so many children to fee… And school and clothe, and a wife…

Their spirits beat upon mine Like the wings of a thousand butte… I closed my eyes and felt their sp… I closed my eyes, yet I knew when… Fringed their cheeks from downcast…

Observe the clasped hands! Are they hands of farewell or gree… Hands that I helped or hands that… Would it not be well to carve a ha… With an inverted thumb, like Elag…

Do the boys and girls still go to… For cider, after school, in late… Or gather hazel nuts among the thi… On Aaron Hatfield’s farm when the… For many times with the laughing g…

The very fall my sister Nancy Kna… Set fire to the house They were trying Dr. Duval For the murder of Zora Clemens, And I sat in the court two weeks

Nothing in life is alien to you: I was a penniless girl from Summu… Who stepped from the morning train… All the houses stood before me wit… And drawn shades—I was barred out…