Eugene Field

(2 September 1850 - 4 November 1895 / St Louis / Missouri / United States)

Eugene Field Poems

121. Little Mack 1/1/2004
122. Echoes From The Sabine Farm 4/9/2010
123. Long Meter 4/9/2010
124. Lydia Dick 4/9/2010
125. Christmas Morning 4/9/2010
126. To Aristius Fuscus 4/9/2010
127. The Dying Year 4/9/2010
128. Be My Sweetheart 4/9/2010
129. The Wooing Of The Southland 1/1/2004
130. Dead Roses 4/9/2010
131. Beranger's My Last Song Perhaps (January 1814) 1/1/2004
132. Horace To Pyrrha 1/1/2004
133. Thirty-Nine 1/1/2004
134. To Robin Goodfellow 1/1/2004
135. Long Ago 1/1/2004
136. Horace To Melpomene 1/1/2004
137. Horace I, 31. 4/9/2010
138. The Old Homestead 4/9/2010
139. Christmas Eve 1914 4/9/2010
140. Mother And Sphinx 1/1/2004
141. Armenian Folk-Song--The Partridge 4/9/2010
142. The Ballad Of The Taylor Pup 4/9/2010
143. Googly-Go0 1/1/2004
144. The Two Little Skeezucks 1/1/2004
145. Guess 4/9/2010
146. The Reconciliation 4/9/2010
147. Stoves And Sunshine 1/1/2004
148. Horace I, 4. 4/9/2010
149. Beranger's 4/9/2010
150. Wine, Women, And Song 4/9/2010
151. The Two Coffins 4/9/2010
152. In New Orleans 4/9/2010
153. The Great Journalist In Spain 4/9/2010
154. With Brutus In St. Jo 1/1/2004
155. Sailor And Shade 4/9/2010
156. Jennie 4/9/2010
157. The Peter-Bird 1/1/2004
158. A Democratic Hymn 4/9/2010
159. Lyman, Frederick, And Jim 1/1/2004
160. The Bibliomaniac's Prayer 1/1/2004

Comments about Eugene Field

  • Le petit garçon bleu (12/29/2018 2:37:00 AM)

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  • Joan Revill (11/5/2018 4:05:00 PM)

    Why did he date his poem Christmas Eve 1914, when he died in 1895

  • Christie (6/19/2018 12:03:00 AM)

    Did he write Fairy Parachute?

  • Melissa Conner (6/15/2018 6:11:00 PM)

    I have loved his poetry since I was a child. My mother read all of his poems to me many times. I believe she told me that Little Boy Blue was written about is son who died at age 6. Can anyone here confirm this?

  • Maxine Fisher (4/17/2018 6:07:00 PM)

    I recited a poem of Eugene Fields entitled Shoes and Stockings and do. Not see it listed here!

  • Nancy Morse (1/4/2014 7:43:00 AM)

    can you help me? I selected a really nice password and typed it in.
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    nancy morse....johnandnancymorse@frontier.com email. hope to hear from you.

  • Rena Bradbury (10/26/2005 6:03:00 PM)

    My grandfather read Eugene Field to me when I was younger. He is by far my favorite poet. I have noticed however that there are a few type-o's in some of them. You have even left out a compleat verse in 'Pittypat and Tippytoe'. I am wondering if you did this because of its refference to God? Even though, you have done a wonderful thing here. Thank you.

Best Poem of Eugene Field

Little Boy Blue

The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket molds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new
And the soldier was passing fair,
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.

"Now, don't you go till I come," he said,
"And don't you make any noise!"
So toddling off to his trundle-bed
He dreamed of the pretty toys.
And as he was dreaming, an angel song
Awakened our Little Boy Blue,--
Oh, the years are many, the ...

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Pan Liveth

They told me once that Pan was dead,
And so, in sooth, I thought him;
For vainly where the streamlets led
Through flowery meads I sought him--
Nor in his dewy pasture bed
Nor in the grove I caught him.
"Tell me," 'twas so my clamor ran--
"Tell me, oh, where is Pan?"

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