Horatio Alger, Jr. Time Poems

  • 1.
    From the door of the homestead the mother looks forth,
    With a glance half of hope, half of fear,
    For the clock in the corner now points to the hour
    When the children she loves should appear.
    ...
  • 2.
    I sit in the shadow of apple-boughs,
    In the fragrant orchard close,
    And around me floats the scented air,
    With its wave-like tidal flows.
    ...
  • 3.
    King Cotton looks from his window
    Towards the westering sun,
    And he marks, with an anguished horror,
    That his race is almost run.
    ...
  • 4.
    Now Merdle, en passant, I had known for a score
    Of years, when a dinner with Jones, Brown or Smith
    As good as one gets for a quarter or more,
    Was a thing unthought of, or else but a myth
    ...
  • 5.
    "Phoebe! Phoebe! Where is the chit?
    When I want her most she's out of the way.
    Child, you're running a long account
    Up, to be squared on Judgment-day.
    ...
  • 6.
    In the far-off Polar seas,
    Far beyond the Hebrides,
    Where the icebergs, towering high,
    Seem to pierce the wintry sky,
    ...
  • 7.
    Mrs. Merdle Describes the Sufferings of Dyspepsia and its Remedy.

    But come, now, I hear by the sound of the ringing
    That dinner is ready; and time none to spare
    ...
  • 8.
    I.

    (Feb. 23, 1869.)

    ...
  • 9.
    One autumn day, when hedges yet were green,
    And thick-branched trees diffused a leafy gloom,
    Hard by where Avon rolls its silvery tide,
    I stood in silent thought by Shakspeare's tomb.
    ...
Total 9 Time Poems by Horatio Alger, Jr.

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