What perfumed, posie-dizened sirra… With smiles for diet, Clasps you, O fair but faithless… On the quiet? For whom do you bind up your tress…

I’m thinking of the wooing That won my maiden heart When he—he came pursuing A love unused to art. Into the drowsy river

In maudlin spite let Thracians fi… Above their bowls of liquor; But such as we, when on a spree, Should never brawl and bicker! These angry words and clashing swo…

Hush, little one, and fold your ha… The sun hath set, the moon is high… The sea is singing to the sands, And wakeful posies are beguiled By many a fairy lullaby:

Republicans of differing views Are pro or con protection; If that’s the issue they would cho… Why, we have no objection. The issue we propose concerns

Her nature is the sea’s, that smil… A radiant maiden in the moon’s sof… The unsuspecting seaman sets his s… Forgetful of the fury of her gales… To-morrow, mad with storms, the oc…

So, so, rock-a-by so! Off to the garden where dreamikins… And here is a kiss on your winkybl… And here is a kiss on your dimpled… And here is a kiss for the treasur…

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…

Fair is the castle up on the hill— Hushaby, sweet my own! The night is fair, and the waves a… And the wind is singing to you and… In this lowly home beside the sea—

Why, Mistress Chloe, do you bothe… With prattlings and with vain ado Your worthy and industrious mother… Eschewing them that come to woo? Oh, that the awful truth might qui…

Why do you shun me, Chloe, like t… That, fearful of the breezes and t… Has sought her timorous mother sin… And on the pathless mountain tops… Her trembling heart a thousand fea…

Friend, by the way you hump yourse… And born in old Mizzourah, where… I, too, am a native of that clime,… Has doomed me to an exile far from… And I, who used to climb around a…

'Tis the time of the year’s sundow… Hangs on the maple bough; And June is the faded flower of a… The thin hedge hides not a singer… Yet rich am I; for my treasures b…

It’s when the birds go piping and… That, clamoring for his dinner, ou… Then it’s sleep no more for baby,… For, when he wants his dinner, why… And of that lacteal fluid he parta…

I was just a little thing When a fairy came and kissed me; Floating in upon the light Of a haunted summer night, Lo, the fairies came to sing