A bottle tree bloometh in Winkywa… Heigh-ho for a bottle, I say! A snug little berth in that ship… That rocketh the Bottle-Tree babi… Where the Bottle Tree bloometh by…

'Twas in the Crescent City not lo… The tear-compelling incident I no… So come, my sweet collector friend… Unto your delectation this brief,… No lyric pitched in vaunting key,…

Achievin’ sech distinction with hi… Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain… Our old friend Casey innovated so… In hopes he would ameliorate the s… 'Nd uv the many features Casey ma…

Oh, them days on Red Hoss Mounta… When the money flowed like likker,… When the nights wuz crisp ’nd balm… With the joints all throwed wide o… Oh, them times on Red Hoss Mount…

There was a certain gentleman, Be… Who lived way off in Germany a ma… And he was very fortunate in being… And so was very happy he was so. He warbled all the day

‘T is when the lark goes soaring And the bee is at the bud, When lightly dancing zephyrs Sing over field and flood; When all sweet things in nature

Prudence Mears hath an old blue p… Hid away in an oaken chest, And a Franklin platter of ancient… Beareth Amandy Baker’s crest; What times soever I’ve been their…

Happy the man that, when his day i… Lies down to sleep with nothing of… The battle he has fought may not b… The fame he sought be just as flee… Folding at last his hands upon his…

Silent, to-night, o’er Judah’s hi… Bend low the angel throng, No heavenly music fills the air Exultantly with song; Yet, close above the sin-scarred e…

Speakin’ of dorgs, my bench-legged… Hed most o’ the virtues, an’ nary… Some folks called him Sooner, a n… From his predisposition to chronic… But, rouse his ambition, he couldn…

It’s June ag’in, an’ in my soul I… That’s sure to come this time o’ y… For, every June, the Sunday-schoo… Where “fields beyont the swellin’… Where little girls are skeered to…

A little boy whose name was Tim Once ate some jelly-cake for tea— Which cake did not agree with him, As by the sequel you shall see. ‘My darling child,’ his mother sai…

Dear, noble friend! a virgin cask Of wine solicits your attention; And roses fair, to deck your hair, And things too numerous to mention… So tear yourself awhile away

Our Father who art in heaven, hal… Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be don… Give us this day our daily bread,… As we our earthly debts forgive—by… When tempted or by evil vexed, res…

Sweetheart, be my sweetheart When birds are on the wing, When bee and bud and babbling floo… Bespeak the birth of spring, Come, sweetheart, be my sweetheart