Poems with rhymes of and

And loves like Ruth's of old no end,
And intermission none -
And burst on burst for beauty and

Too confidential, and
Have said to one another what
They-well, you understand.

The dread shade passed me thus unheeding; and
I turned me then
To calm my love -- kiss down her shielding hand

LONG, too long, O land,
Traveling roads all even and peaceful, you learn'd from joys and

I load my little boats with shiuli flower from our garden, and
hope that these blooms of the dawn will be carried safely to land

Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, and
seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;

He whistled on his fingers and
Kicked the withered leaves about
And thumped the branches with his hand

And men there are in Whiskey's land
Complaining times are bad
And money getting scarcer and

I kept still-- watchin' him closer-- and
I noticed a little guitar in his hand,

Then one dim eye it opened and
It sought to like my hand.

it. In the meantime, if you demand on the one hand,
the raw material of poetry in
all its rawness and

She fed her father's eagle, and
The Storm Cup brimming with a seething
And bubbling wine dropped from her hand.

Arithmetic is numbers you squeeze from your head to your hand
to your pencil to your paper till you get the answer.
Arithmetic is where the answer is right and everything is nice and

stand.
So lonely and silent it is, so withered and warped with the sun and

Yet oh I thought the life was grand
And loved my liberty!
Romance was my bed-fellow and

When only a black beard cried villaine, and
By hieroglyphicks we could understand;

O desperate coward, wilt thou seem bold, and
To thy foes and his, who made thee to stand

'It is wrong from beginning to end,'
said the Caterpillar decidedly, and

Arms are the trade of some, by some are scanned
Letters and

They notice Tugg's so _back'ard_, and
Sorto' gives 'em to understand