Great-Grandma’s Weeing

Great-Grandma's Wedding By Catherine Jewett 1021 SWEET Great-grandma looks a saint, With her white hair, and her quaint ' Broidered kerchief folded down Primly o'er her satin gown, As she tells in accents low, Wonder tales of long ago,…

A Boyhood Recollection

A Boyhood REcollection 2089 High up on a shelf in the pantry it stood- In fancy I see it again- A remedy certain to do you much good, Though fraught with incredible pain There is nothing in all of the various ills That mortals are called…

Thankful

THANKFUL 5058 Thankful? Ye jest bet yer boots! I hain't got no complaint ter make: The world has used me square enuft- I hain't ben scratched by its muck rake Thankful? Wall, now I shed say! We've hed good health an all or that; An' while…

The Winding Road

THE WINDING ROAD 3085 Ho for the road, the winding road, That stretches away o'er the hills to where? A hickory staff and a crust my load, With a song to sing and a leave of care Ho for the road, the winding rond, That leads like a ribbon…

Spirit

Spirit 101-6 "I drink no wire" The Latier bland, Paused blankly staring Maak in hand The bright-eyed belles, the cuil-eyed beaux, All roured from Jinner table pose, Gave heed auch heresica demand Then slanted glance, light laughter fanned,…

An Attic Dream

An Attic Dream 2441 All day the rain had softly beat Its music on the window pane; All day had tapped, like tiny feet, Upon the shingles brown with stain Up in the attic long and low, Strung on the rafters overhead Were pennyroyal, thyme…

The Dreamer

The Dreamer 3597 He used to dream of things he'd do When grown to be a man, Beguiling boyhood years away With many an idle plan And now, when grown to be a man, He knows no greater joy Than dreaming of the things he'd do If still he were…

Autumn Leaves

AUTUMN LEAVES 5691 "Come, little leaves," said the wind, one day, "Come over the meadows with me, and play Put on your dresses of red and gold; Summer is gone, and the days grow cold" Soon as the leaves heard the wind's loud call, Down…

The Children

The Children 1537 Mother of many children I-sprung of my heart and my brain- And some have been borne in gladness and some have been borne in pain, But one has gone singing from out my door Never to come again Content and Ease and Comfort-they…

In The Atelier

IN THE ATELIER 5114 I thought that love was such a little thing! That one might keep it always at his side, Scabbarded like a sword, at peace to bide Its need in times of dearth and clamoring I had it there, but unremembering I put it…

The Present

The Present 1481 The Age of Gold," they say Always, "is coming" Nay- Thus was the dream of old; This is the Age of Gold So shall tomorrow be Ever, if we but see! Look weto the light, and do Our best and so be true

Bloodhound

Bloodhound 3693 Once, as a schoolboy, I was wont to dream Of ox eyed girls that Homer found so fair; Alas, in these dull days I wake to find The ox-eyed girls all have peroxide hair!

Mother’s Smile

MOTHER'S SMILE 3995 When I bin swimmin' all day lou, An' had a fight or two, An' come home in the ev'in' time A-feelin' mad and blue, There's just one thing that always seems My angry thoughts to smother, An I fergit 'em when I лес…

Now

Now 633 The golden leaflets fly Around the breezy knoll And wake our heartfelt sigh- Anent the price of coal The doughnut leaps in glee And thrums its dainty lute, And on the willow tree Flip flaps the bathing suit The lush persimmon…

Society At Red Dog

Society at Red Dog 581 Since "blue bloods" have their Red Book, Red men should fashion, too, A Red Book which, without a hitch, Will tett the world "Who's Sloux" Nixon Watterman,

Amateur Photography

Amateur Photography 583 I'M so used to Madge's ways That to please her, I endeavor Any work she does to praise- Good or bad, I call it clever I'D a fair stenographers Quite a dear it seems a pity: Madge a photograph of her Made, and…

You

You 582 You mean for me what birds at daybreak sing, When earth awakening calls t them With little yellow daffodils, "Tis spring! You mean the wondrous music of the spheres, When o'er the distant purple hills Through soft piled clouds, the…

It Will Be Summer Time By And By

It Will Be Summer Time By and By J L BATES 3307 Under the snow are the roses of June; Cold in our bosoms the hopes of our youth; Gone are the wild birds that warbled in tune; Mute are the lips that have pledged us their truth Wind of the…

Don’T Drink, My Boy, Tonight

Don't Drink, My Boy, Tonight 4805 I left by mother at the door, My sister by her side; Their clasped hands and loving looks Forbade their hopes to hide I left and met with comrades gay, When the moon brought out her light, And my loving…

The Girl In White

The Girl In White 4649 She's a daisy, she's a hummer, she's a white rose of the summer Oh dainty latest comer, she's a vision of delightt She would charm e'en sages wary, cool and delicato and alry Coming like a young snow fairy is the summer…