James Whitcomb Riley

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

James Whitcomb Riley Poems

341. Dead Selves 4/9/2010
342. Dead Leaves 4/9/2010
343. Dead In Sight Of Fame 4/9/2010
344. Dawn, Noon And Dewfall 4/9/2010
345. Das Krist Kindel 4/9/2010
346. Dan Paine 4/9/2010
347. Curly Locks 4/9/2010
348. Craqueodoom 4/9/2010
349. Cousin Rufus' Story 4/9/2010
350. Company Manners 4/9/2010
351. Climatic Sorcery 4/9/2010
352. By Her White Bed 4/9/2010
353. Bryant 4/9/2010
354. Blooms Of May 4/9/2010
355. Blind 4/9/2010
356. Billy's Alphabetical Animal Show 4/9/2010
357. Billy And His Drum 4/9/2010
358. Bewildering Emotions 4/9/2010
359. Being His Mother 4/9/2010
360. Bedouin 4/9/2010

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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