#AmericanWriters
What conversazzhyonies wuz I real… For that, you must remember, wuz a… The camp wuz new ‘nd noisy, ’nd on… So fashionable sossiety wuz hardly… There hadn’t been no grand events…
Last night, my darling, as you sle… I thought I heard you sigh, And to your little crib I crept, And watched a space thereby; And then I stooped and kissed you…
Bambino in his cradle slept; And by his side his grandam grim Bent down and smiled upon the chil… And sung this lullaby to him,— This 'ninna and anninia’:
The little toy dog is covered with… But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red… And his musket molds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog w…
Once on a time a friend of mine pr… To see the dazzling splendors of a… And after we had reveled in the sa… We sought a neighboring cafe for m… When I demanded of my friend what…
This talk about the journalists th… We’ve got a Western editor that’s… He lives here in Mizzoora where t… In ante-bellum notions that they v… But the paper he is running makes…
What end the gods may have ordaine… And what for thee, Seek not to learn, Leuconoe; we m… Chaldean tables cannot bring us re… 'Tis for the best
'T is spring! The boats bound to… The breezes, loitering kindly over The fields, again bring herds and… The grateful cheer of honeyed clov… Now Venus hither leads her train;
Nay, why discuss this summer heat, Of which vain people tell? Oh, sinner, rather were it meet To fix thy thoughts on hell! The punishment ordained for you
When the world is fast asleep, Along the midnight skies— As though it were a wandering clou… The ghostly dream-ship flies. An angel stands at the dream-ship’…
I’d like a stocking made for a gia… And a meeting house full of toys, Then I’d go out in a happy hunt For the poor little girls and boys… Up the street and down the street,
Shuffle-Shoon and Amber-Locks Sit together, building blocks; Shuffle-Shoon is old and grey, Amber-Locks a little child, But together at their play
If ever in the sylvan shade A song immortal we have made, Come now, O lute, I pri’ thee com… Inspire a song of Latium. A Lesbian first thy glories prove…
The fire upon the hearth is low, And there is stillness everywhere, While like winged spirits, here an… The firelight shadows fluttering g… And as the shadows round me creep,
I hear Thy voice, dear Lord; I hear it by the stormy sea When winter nights are black and w… And when, affright, I call to The… It calms my fears and whispers me,