The Old Lowe House, Staten Island Alan Seeger Another prospect pleased the builder’s eye, And Fashion tenanted (where Fashion wanes) Here in the sorrowful suburban lanes When first these gables rose against the sky. Relic of a romantic taste gone by, This stately monument alone...
Eudaemon Alan Seeger O happiness, I know not what far seas, Blue hills and deep, thy sunny realms surround, That thus in Music’s wistful harmonies And concert of sweet sound A rumor steals, from some uncertain shore, Of lovely things outworn or gladness yet in...
La Nue Alan Seeger Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves of blissful sound Rose and thy sudden light illumined me. And in the country, leaf and flower and air Would alter...
Sonnet IV Alan Seeger Up at his attic sill the South wind came And days of sun and storm but never peace. Along the town’s tumultuous arteries He heard the heart-throbs of a sentient frame: Each night the whistles in the bay, the same Whirl...
Us Two Alan Alexander Milne Wherever I am, there’s always Pooh, There’s always Pooh and Me. Whatever I do, he wants to do, Where are you going today? says Pooh: Well, that’s very odd ‘cos I was too. Let’s go together, says Pooh, says he....
The Kings Breakfast Alan Alexander Milne The King’s Breakfast The King asked The Queen, and The Queen asked The Dairymaid: Could we have some butter for The Royal slice of bread? The Queen asked the Dairymaid, The Dairymaid Said, Certainly, I’ll go and tell the...
Come Out with Me Alan Alexander Milne There’s sun on the river and sun on the hill . . . You can hear the sea if you stand quite still! There’s eight new puppies at Roundabout Farm- And I saw an old sailor with only...
Market Square Alan Alexander Milne I had a penny, A bright new penny, I took my penny To the market square. I wanted a rabbit, A little brown rabbit, And I looked for a rabbit ‘Most everywhere. For I went to the stall where they...
Wind on the Hill Alan Alexander Milne No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. It’s flying from somewhere As fast as it can, I couldn’t keep up with it, Not if I ran. But if I...
James James Alan Alexander Milne Morrison Morrison Weatherby George Dupree Took great Care of his Mother, Though he was only three. James James Said to his Mother, Mother, he said, said he; You must never go down to the end of the town, if...
