James Whitcomb Riley

(7 October 1849 - 22 July 1916 / Greenfield, Indiana)

James Whitcomb Riley Poems

361. Bedouin 4/9/2010
362. Becalmed 4/9/2010
363. Back From A Two-Years' Sentence 4/9/2010
364. Babyhood 4/9/2010
365. Away 4/9/2010
366. Autumn 4/9/2010
367. August 4/9/2010
368. At Utter Loaf 4/9/2010
369. At Sea 4/9/2010
370. At Noon--And Midnight 4/9/2010
371. At Noey's House 4/9/2010
372. At Last 4/9/2010
373. At Crown Hill 4/9/2010
374. At Broad Ripple 1/3/2003
375. As My Uncle Used To Say 4/9/2010
376. As Created 4/9/2010
377. Art And Love 4/9/2010
378. Anselmo 4/9/2010
379. An Out-Worn Sappho 4/9/2010
380. An Old Year's Address 4/9/2010
381. An Old Sweetheart Of Mine 4/9/2010
382. An Old Friend 4/9/2010
383. An Impetuous Resolve 4/9/2010
384. An Empty Nest 4/9/2010
385. An Autumnal Extravaganza 4/9/2010
386. Almon Keefer 4/9/2010
387. A Wrangdillion 4/9/2010
388. A Wraith Of Summertime 4/9/2010
389. A Worn-Out Pencil 4/9/2010
390. A Water-Color 4/9/2010
391. A Voice From The Farm 4/9/2010
392. A Very Youthful Affair 4/9/2010
393. A Variation 4/9/2010
394. A Test Of Love 4/9/2010
395. A Tale Of The Airly Days 4/9/2010
396. A Summer Sunrise 4/9/2010
397. A Summer Afternoon 1/3/2003
398. A Sudden Shower 4/9/2010
399. A Spring Song And A Later 4/9/2010
400. A Southern Singer 4/9/2010
Best Poem of James Whitcomb Riley

A Life-Lesson

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your doll, I know;
And your tea-set blue,
And your play-house, too,
Are things of the long ago;
But childish troubles will soon pass by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your slate, I know;
And the glad, wild ways
Of your schoolgirl days
Are things of the long ago;
But life and love will soon come by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your heart I know;
And the rainbow gleams ...

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A Life-Lesson

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your doll, I know;
And your tea-set blue,
And your play-house, too,
Are things of the long ago;
But childish troubles will soon pass by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!

There! little girl; don't cry!

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