Cap and BellsWhite, Stokes, & Allen, 1886 - 163 pages |
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amid beauty bees Beneath BESSIE BROWN biding bids me sing billows birds blossoms blow Bonnie Belle breathe breeze brooklet CAPTAIN'S FEATHER charms cheek CHINESE GORDON cricket crown Cupid dainty dimple dreary eyes of blue Fair Mabel bids fancy flash forever gallant gayly gaze gentle little lady gleams glow golden happy HAPPY DAY hath jasmine knot of blue lady's lassie laugh light lilies LILLIAN'S FAN lissome LITTLE BLUE-EYED THIEF little kiss little thief Lorelei lute MANDOLIN Maud will say MOCK ORANGE neath never night numbers o'er orange tree PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE peep peerless Perchance Pixies are abroad posies rhyme roses shadows shine sigh silver sing a villanelle sing to-night sings the lonely skies smile softly song stars steal summer sweet Sweetheart tapers bright tender thee thou throng tresses troubadour true maiden's love Twill twine vision wave wind wing wonder what Maud zephyrs
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Page 43 - The gallants viewed her feet and hands, And swore they never saw such wee things ; The gossips met in purring bands And tore her piecemeal o'er the tea-things. The former drank the Doctor's health With clinking cups, the gay carousers ; The latter watched her door by stealth Just like so many mousers. But Doctor Bessie went her way Unmindful of the spiteful cronies, And drove her buggy every day Behind a dashing pair of ponies. Her flower-like face so bright she bore, I hoped that time might never...
Page 150 - If ills appal or clouds hang low, And drooping dim the fleeting show, I revel still in visions rare. At will I breathe the classic air, The wanderings of Ulysses share; Or see the plume of Bayard flow Among my books. Whatever face the world may wear — If Lilian has no smile to spare, For others let her beauty blow, Such...
Page 10 - The balmy blossoms fell like rain Upon my love and me ; And what I said or what I did That morn I never knew, But to my breast there came and hid A little knot of blue. A little knot of blue, A love-knot strong and true, — 'Twill hold my heart till life shall part, That little knot of blue. Samuel Minturn Peek. A Warning. HE. The Golden Bridge. I. I LOATHE all books. I hate to see The world and men through others' eyes ; My own are good enough for me.
Page 25 - A KISS IN THE RAIN One stormy morn I chanced to meet A lassie in the town ; Her locks were like the ripened wheat, Her laughing eyes were brown. I watched her as she tripped along Till madness filled my brain, And then — and then — I know 'twas wrong — I kissed her in the rain! With rain-drops shining on her cheek, Like dew-drops on a rose, The little lassie strove to speak My boldness to oppose; She strove in vain, and quivering Her fingers stole in mine; And then the birds began to sing,...
Page 127 - ALL strains are his. But most his lines Are fraught with peace and woodland pleasures, With bough-swing of the Georgian pines Enwoven through the golden measures. Beneath the purple muscadine Sweet Fancy brings him many a vision, Where frolic Dryads, laughing, twine In airy cirques and songs Elysian. Who notes the frosts that fringe his brows ! His tide of song is swelling sweeter, With breathings of the myrtle boughs And sunny roses in the meter. Who cavils at the wings of Time ! They only waft...
Page 89 - ... through the battle ride, And some with bleeding corses Must on the heather bide. The dust is on the heather The moon is in the sky, And about the captain's feather The bolts of battle fly; But hark, what sudden wonder Breaks forth upon the gloom ? It is the cannon's thunder, It is the voice of doom! The blood is on the heather, The night is in the sky, And the gallant captain's feather Shall wave no more on high; The grave and holy brother To God is saying mass, But who shall tell his mother,...
Page 20 - In love and war" — you know the line, Why cannot he discern it? He longs to steal a kiss of mine — He may if he'll return it. BoTH. (Jive minutes later.) A little kiss when no one sees — Where is the impropriety? How sweet amid the birds and bees A little kiss when no one sees ; Nor is it wrong, the world agrees, If taken with sobriety. A little kiss when no one sees, Where is the impropriety?
Page 88 - The blood is on the heather, The night is in the sky, And the gallant captain's feather Shall wave no more on high; The grave and holy brother To God is saying Mass, But who shall tell his mother, And who shall tell his lass? Samuel Minium Peck [18542234 "How Sleep the Brave...
Page 55 - Half hidden in the snow. A weary little mortal Has gone to slumber-land; The Pixies at the portal Have caught her by the hand. She dreams her broken dolly Will soon be mended there, That looks so melancholy Upon the rocking-chair. I kiss your wayward tresses, My drowsy little queen, I know you have caresses From floating forms unseen, O, Angels, let me keep her To kiss away my cares, This darling little sleeper, Who has my love and prayers! I WONDER WHAT MAUD WILL SAY! From 'Cap and Bells.
Page 8 - Are the fabrics of her dreams — But enough ! I know beyond a doubt That she carries them about In her muff. With her dimples and her curls She exasperates the girls Past belief : They hint that she's a cat, And delightful things like that, In their grief. It is shocking, I declare ! But what does Dollie care When the beaux Come flocking to her feet Like the bees around a sweet Little rose ! SAMUEL MINTURN PECK.