He shouts in the sails of the ships at sea,He steals the down from the honeybee,He makes the forest trees rustle and sing,He twirls my kite till it br...
Naughty little speckled trout,Can't I coax you to come out?Is it such great fun to playIn the water every day?Do you pull the Naiads' hairHidi...
High up in the apple tree climbing I go,With the sky above me, the earth below.Each branch is the step of a wonderful stairWhich leads to the town I s...
Slipping softly through the skyLittle horned, happy moon,Can you hear me up so high?Will you come down soon?On my nursery window-sillWill you stay you...
My Grandpapa lives in a wonderful houseWith a great many windows and doors,There are stairs that go up, and stairs that go down,And such beautiful, sl...
Near where I live there is a lakeAs blue as blue can be, winds makeIt dance as they go blowing by.I think it curtseys to the sky.It's just a lake ...
Sea Shell, Sea Shell,Sing me a song, O Please!A song of ships, and sailor men,And parrots, and tropical trees,Of islands lost in the Spanish MainWhich...
Thou dear and well-loved haunt of happy hours,How often in some distant gallery,Gained by a little painful spiral stair,Far from the halls and corrido...
Great master! Boyish, sympathetic man!Whose orbed and ripened genius lightly hungFrom life's slim, twisted tendril and there swungIn crimson-spher...
Written after reading Trevelyan's "Garibaldi and the making of Italy"Poor foolish monarch, vacillating, vain,Decaying victim of a race o...