In Mrs. Potter’s latest play The costuming is fine; Her waist is made decollete— Her skirt is new design.

Play that you are mother dear, And play that papa is your beau; Play that we sit in the corner her… Just as we used to, long ago. Playing so, we lovers two

As forth he pours the new made win… What blessing asks the lyric poet— What boon implores in this fair sh… Of one full likely to bestow it? Not for Sardinia’s plenteous stor…

There once was a bird that lived u… And all he could whistle was “Fid… A very provoking, unmusical song For one to be whistling the summer… Yet always contented and busy was…

The mill goes toiling slowly aroun… With steady and solemn creak, And my little one hears in the kin… The voice of the old mill speak. While round and round those big wh…

Last night, as my dear babe lay de… In agony I knelt and said: "0 God! what have I done, Or in what wise offended Thee, That Thou should’st take away fro…

In the market of Clare, so cheery… Of the shops and the booths of the… That I take a delight on a Saturd… In walking that way and in viewing… For it’s here that one sees all th…

On afternoons, when baby boy has h… And sits, like any monarch on his… In some such wise my handkerchief… And cautiously and quietly I move… Then, with a cry, I suddenly expo…

‘Sweetheart, take this,’ a soldier… 'And bid me brave good-by; It may befall we ne’er shall wed, But love can never die. Be steadfast in thy troth to me,

When in the halcyon days of old,… I used to fish in pickerel ponds f… And oh, the bitter sadness with wh… When I rambled home at nightfall… And, oh, the indignation and the v…

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’…

How breaks my heart to hear you sa… You feel the shadows fall about yo… The gods forefend That fate, O friend! I would not, I could not live wit…

Little Miss Brag has much to say To the rich little lady from over… And the rich little lady puts out… As she looks at her own white, dai… And wishes that she could wear a g…

Republicans of differing views Are pro or con protection; If that’s the issue they would cho… Why, we have no objection. The issue we propose concerns

The sky is dark and the hills are… As the storm-king speeds from the… And this is the song the storm-kin… As over the world his cloak he fli… “Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;”