James Whitcomb Riley

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

James Whitcomb Riley Poems

361. Becalmed 4/9/2010
362. Back From A Two-years' Sentence 4/9/2010
363. Babyhood 4/9/2010
364. Away 4/9/2010
365. Autumn 4/9/2010
366. August 4/9/2010
367. At Utter Loaf 4/9/2010
368. At Sea 4/9/2010
369. At Noon--And Midnight 4/9/2010
370. At Noey's House 4/9/2010
371. At Last 4/9/2010
372. At Crown Hill 4/9/2010
373. At Broad Ripple 1/3/2003
374. As My Uncle Used To Say 4/9/2010
375. As Created 4/9/2010
376. Art And Love 4/9/2010
377. Anselmo 4/9/2010
378. An Out-Worn Sappho 4/9/2010
379. An Old Year's Address 4/9/2010
380. An Old Sweetheart Of Mine 4/9/2010

Orlie Wilde

A goddess, with a siren's grace,--
A sun-haired girl on a craggy place
Above a bay where fish-boats lay
Drifting about like birds of prey.

Wrought was she of a painter's dream,--
Wise only as are artists wise,
My artist-friend, Rolf Herschkelhiem,
With deep sad eyes of oversize,

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