Horses and men are just alike. There was my stallion, Billy Lee, Black as a cat and trim as a deer, With an eye of fire, keen to start… And he could hit the fastest speed

To all in the village I seemed, n… To go this way and that way, aimle… But here by the river you can see… The soft-winged bats fly zig-zag h… They must fly so to catch their fo…

Passer-by, sin beyond any sin Is the sin of blindness of souls t… And joy beyond any joy is the joy Of having the good in you seen, an… At the miraculous moment!

I was a gun-smith in Odessa. One night the police broke in the… Where a group of us were reading… And seized our books and arrested… But I escaped and came to New Yo…

I had no objection at all To selling my household effects at… On the village square. It gave my beloved flock the chanc… To get something which had belonge…

It is true, fellow citizens, That my old docket lying there for… On a shelf above my head and over The seat of justice, I say it is… That docket had an iron rim

They brought me ambrotypes Of the old pioneers to enlarge. And sometimes one sat for me— Some one who was in being When giant hands from the womb of…

It was just like everything else i… Something outside myself drew me d… My own strength never failed me. Why, there was the time I earned… With which to go away to school,

I, the scourge-wielder, balance-wr… Smiter with whips and swords; I, hater of the breakers of the la… I, legalist, inexorable and bitter… Driving the jury to hang the madma…

The sudden death of Eugene Carman Put me in line to be promoted to f… And I told my wife and children t… But it didn’t come, and so I thou… Old Rhodes suspected me of steali…

Did I follow Truth wherever she l… And stand against the whole world… And uphold the weak against the st… If I did I would be remembered am… As I was known in life among the…

There is the caw of a crow, And the hesitant song of a thrush. There is the tinkle of a cowbell f… And the voice of a plowman on Shi… The forest beyond the orchard is s…

Here I lie close to the grave Of Old Bill Piersol, Who grew rich trading with the ind… Afterwards took the bankrupt law And emergeed from it richer than e…

Where is my boy, my boy— In what far part of the world? The boy I loved best of all in th… I, the teacher, the old maid, the… Who made them all my children.

I know that he told how I snared… With a snare which bled him to dea… And all the men loved him, And most of the women pitied him. But suppose you are really a lady,…