JUVENILE POEMS
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Weep No More My Child
Look in my eyes,
What's in your eyes?
What can you see when you look in my eyes?
Your eyes is so meek and full of kindness,
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Iyke Flint
Weeding
As busy Aurelia, 'twixt work and 'twixt play,
Was labouring industriously hard
To cull the vile weeds from the flowerets away,
Which grew in her father's court-yard;
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Charles Lamb
She's Just A Girl
Her hair flows slowly like a river on her shoulders,
And like the shine of water in a sunny day,
Her hair brights in color shades,
To my eyes delight, a scenery so great.
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Cristina Teodor
To Barine
If for your oath broken, or word lightly spoken,
A plague comes, Barine, to grieve you;
If on tooth or on finger a black mark shall linger
Your beauty to mar, I'll believe you.
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Eugene Field
Curtain
Villain shows his indiscretion,
Villain's partner makes confession.
Juvenile, with golden tresses,
Finds her pa and dons long dresses.
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Paul Laurence Dunbar
Christmas Holidays
Along the Woodford road there comes a noise
Of wheels, and Mr. Rounding's neat post-chaise
Struggles along, drawn by a pair of bays,
With Reverend Mr. Crow and six small boys,
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Thomas Hood
Expenses
I'm sick to death of money, of the lack of it, that is,
And of practising perpetually small economies;
Of paring off a penny here, another penny there,
Of the planning and the worrying, the everlasting care.
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Gamaliel Bradford
Julot The Apache
You've heard of Julot the apache, and Gigolette, his mome. . . .
Montmartre was their hunting-ground, but Belville was their home.
A little chap just like a boy, with smudgy black mustache,-
Yet there was nothing juvenile in Julot the apache.
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Robert Service
Thirty-nine
O hapless day! O wretched day!
I hoped you'd pass me by-
Alas, the years have sneaked away
And all is changed but I!
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Eugene Field
Pilot
Merry Carlo, who runn'st at my heels
Through the dense-crowded streets of the city,
In and out among hurrying wheels,
And whose run in the suburbs reveals
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Arthur Weir
A, B, C.
A is an Angel of blushing eighteen:
B is the Ball where the Angel was seen:
C is her Chaperone, who cheated at cards:
D is the Deuxtemps, with Frank of the Guards:
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Charles Stuart Calverley
Tar And Feathers
Oh! the circus swooped down
On the Narrabri town,
For the Narrabri populace moneyed are;
And the showman he smiled
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Banjo Paterson
Don Juan: Canto The Tenth
When Newton saw an apple fall, he found
In that slight startle from his contemplation--
'Tis said (for I 'll not answer above ground
For any sage's creed or calculation)--
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George Gordon Byron
'monstre' Balloon
Oh! the balloon, the great balloon!
It left Vauxhall one Monday at noon,
And every one said we should hear of it soon
With news from Aleppo or Scanderoon.
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Richard Harris Barham
Julot The Apache
You've heard of Julot the apache, and Gigolette, his mome. . . .
Montmartre was their hunting-ground, but Belville was their home.
A little chap just like a boy, with smudgy black mustache, --
Yet there was nothing juvenile in Julot the apache.
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Robert William Service
Mother....
Why you left me all alone mother....
Mother ...the dream you gave ...
Is to complete ...
You taught me to fly and fight
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Rayaba Saindane
Welcome To Spring
Spring, you are welcome, for you are the friend of
Fathers of all little girlies and chaps.
Spring, you are welcome, for you mean the end of
Bundling them up in their cold-weather wraps.
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Ringgold Wilmer Lardner
Handicraft
Here is an art ,
a pattern;
sunken eyes glowing with wisdom from deep beneath
feathers shiny and as white as kans flower
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Quaid Uz Zaman
Braggadocio
Chess playing Death
- no, the reverse
Death sitting decked out and self-satisfied
in black no mandatory top hat but a shroud
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Paul Cameron Brown
A Valentine
O how shall I write a love-ditty
To my Alice on Valentine's day?
How win the affection or pity
Of a being so lively and gay?
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Edward Woodley Bowling
My Old Classical Master
Ever hail'd with delight when my memory strays
O'er the various scenes of my juvenile days,
Do you mind if I sing a poor song in your praise,
My jolly old classical master?
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W. M. Mackeracher
A, B, C
A is an Angel of blushing eighteen:
B is the Ball where the Angel was seen:
C is her Chaperone, who cheated at cards:
D is the Deuxtemps, with Frank of the Guards:
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Charles Stuart Calverley