The Cornflower, and Other Poems

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Joe lives on the farm, and Sam lives in the city, I haven't a daughter at all--more's the pity, For girls, to my mind, are much nicer and neater; Not such workers as boys, but c...

"The King! the King!" loud the keeper's cry, "The King in this house of mine! Lights ho! lights ho! set the place aglow, Bring forth the meat and the wine!

He took up the fresh air movement, but the people down at Coles Shook their head--a preacher's work, they said, was saving precious souls, Not worrying lest the waifs and strays...

He gave her the flower--she gave him a kiss-- His suit she had long been scorning; But you never can tell what the primmest miss Will do of a bright spring morning.

Sweet and shrill the crickets hiding in the grasses brown and lean Pipe their gladness--sweeter, shriller--one would think the world was green. O the haze is on the hilltops, an...

She is so winsome and so wise She sways me at her will, And oft the question will arise, What mission does she fill? O then I say with pride untold, And love beyond degree, This...

You shut to your doors as I come with my train, And heed not the challenge I'm flinging, The ruddy leaf washed by the fresh falling rain, The scarlet vine creeping and clinging!

My Marjorie doth hold in her white hands A spray of lilies plucked below the brook Where the old ruin of a chapel stands-- A ruin tenanted by many a nook, And all the grayness o...