James Whitcomb Riley

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

James Whitcomb Riley Poems

401. To My Good Master 4/9/2010
402. To My Old Friend, William Leachman 4/9/2010
403. To Robert Burns 4/9/2010
404. To Santa Claus 4/9/2010
405. To The Judge 4/9/2010
406. To The Serenader 4/9/2010
407. Told By 4/9/2010
408. Tom Johnson's Quit 4/9/2010
409. Tom Van Arden 4/9/2010
410. Tugg Martin 4/9/2010
411. Uncle Mart's Poem 4/9/2010
412. Unless 1/3/2003
413. Up And Down Old Brandywine 4/9/2010
414. Wait For The Morning 4/9/2010
415. Waitin' Fer The Cat To Die 4/9/2010
416. Want To Be Whur Mother Is 4/9/2010
417. Wash Lowry's Reminiscence 4/9/2010
418. We Are Not Always Glad When We Smile 4/9/2010
419. We Must Believe 4/9/2010
420. We Must Get Home 4/9/2010
421. We To Sigh Instead Of Sing 1/3/2003
422. Wet Weather Talk 4/9/2010
423. What Chris'Mas Fetched The Wigginses 4/9/2010
424. What Smith Knew About Farming 4/9/2010
425. What The Wind Said 4/9/2010
426. When Age Comes On 4/9/2010
427. When Bessie Died 4/9/2010
428. When De Folks Is Gone 4/9/2010
429. When Early March Seems Middle May 4/9/2010
430. When Evening Shadows Fall 4/9/2010
431. When June Is Here 4/9/2010
432. When Lide Married _Him_ 4/9/2010
433. When Mother Combed My Hair 4/9/2010
434. When My Dreams Come True 4/9/2010
435. When Old Jack Died 4/9/2010
436. When She Comes Home 4/9/2010
437. When The Frost Is On The Punkin 12/31/2002
438. When The Green Gits Back In The Trees 4/9/2010
439. When The Hearse Comes Back 4/9/2010
440. Where Shall We Land 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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