Eugene Field (2 September 1850 - 4 November 1895 / St Louis / Missouri / United States)
Poems of Eugene Field
| 181. | Suppose | 1/1/2004 |
| 182. | Swing high and swing low | 1/1/2004 |
| 183. | The "happy isles" of horace | 1/1/2004 |
| 184. | The Ballad Of The Taylor Pup | 4/9/2010 |
| 185. | The Bench-Legged Fyce | 1/1/2004 |
| 186. | The Bibliomaniac's Bride | 1/1/2004 |
| 187. | The Bibliomaniac's Prayer | 1/1/2004 |
| 188. | The Bibliomaniac's'S Prayer | 1/1/2004 |
| 189. | The Blue And Gray | 4/9/2010 |
| 190. | The Bottle And The Bird | 4/9/2010 |
| 191. | The bottle tree | 1/1/2004 |
| 192. | The bow-leg boy | 1/1/2004 |
| 193. | The Broken Ring | 4/9/2010 |
| 194. | The brook | 1/1/2004 |
| 195. | The Convalescent Gripster | 4/9/2010 |
| 196. | The Conversazzhony | 1/1/2004 |
| 197. | The cunnin' little thing | 1/1/2004 |
| 198. | The dead babe | 1/1/2004 |
| 199. | The Death of Robin Hood | 1/1/2004 |
| 200. | The delectable ballad of the waller lot | 1/1/2004 |
Picnic-time
It's June ag'in, an' in my soul I feel the fillin' joy
That's sure to come this time o' year to every little boy;
For, every June, the Sunday-schools at picnics may be seen,
Where "fields beyont the swellin' floods stand dressed in livin' green";
Where little girls are skeered to death with spiders, bugs, and ants,
An' little boys get grass-stains on their go-to meetin' pants.
It's June ag'in, an' with it all what happiness is mine -
There's goin' to be a picnic, an' I'm goin' to jine!
