Poems by James Whitcomb Riley
When She Comes Home
... Mine eyes, such was my faint heart's sweet distress ...
The Rainy Morning
... And the tears, like the rain of morning, ...
The Bumblebee
... you'll see! They're lazy to look at, an' kind o' go ...
Leonainie
... (LYING Joy! that caught and pressed me ...
Pipes O' Pan At Zekesbury
... Of blooming thickets, where the robin's breast ...
Inscribed
... At weaving, with the trembling strings ...
A Wraith Of Summertime
... And a dreamy sense of sun- and moon- and star-light interlaced ...
Bewildering Emotions
... Alex, tell The one, you know, 'at you made up so well, ...
When De Folks Is Gone
... An' you heah de cat a-spittin' when de moon don't shine! ...
When the Frost is on the Punkin
... With their mince and apple-butter, and theyr souse and saussage, too! ...
Little Orphant Annie
... INSCRIBED WITH ALL FAITH AND AFFECTIONTo all the little children: -- The happy ones ...
A Life-Lesson
... don't cry! They have broken your slate, I know ...
Nine Little Goblins
... "Would---Ah, would I'd me brows again!"And then the whole of the Goblin band ...
A Summer Afternoon
... And mildly, chiding echoes that have stirred, ...
The Old Guitar
... Alas for the heart's regrets!--Alas for the loosened strings to-day, ...
