Poems by James Whitcomb Riley
The Pixy People
... And round and round the ring of them ...
The Artemus Of Michigan
... Ay, Banner Town of Michigan! count all your treasures through-- ...
The Chant Of The Cross-Bearing Child
... Wha' de pink ain't bloom' an' de grass done mowed ...
Indiana
... .. Lo Peace...! As we look on the land They freed-- ...
A Fantasy
... And patched with scraps of sound that seemed ...
How John Quit The Farm
... "It's _me_," he says--"your fool-boy John, come back to shake your hand ...
On The Banks O' Deer Crick
... Like the Good Book tells us--"where there're none to make afraid!" ...
The Rambo-Tree
... There's a far, lorn call, "Pig-_gee_! 'Pig-_gee_!" ...
The Lost Thrill
... A something found and lost in the first kiss ...
The Touches Of Her Hand
... Sleep, smoothing down the lids of weary eyes ...
Maymie's Story Of Red Riding Hood
... --An'--so she Ist says "Dood-morning" to the Wolf--'cause she ...
A Bear Family
... an' so The Bear grabs one the things you row ...
A Lounger
... Them back again, and scratched his side-- ...
With Hale Affection And Abiding Faith These Rhymes And Pictures Are Inscribed To The Children Everyw
... -- The rainbow's bar, from rim to rim, ...
A Christmas Memory
... Pa-- A'nty telled me, th' other day,-- ...
