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When I demanded of my friend what viands he preferred, He quoth: "A large cold bottle, and a small hot bird!"
Eugene Field
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe- Sailed on a river of crystal light, Into a sea of dew.
Eugene Field
I feel a sort of yearnin' 'nd a chokin' in my throat When I think of Red Hoss Mountain 'nd of Casey's tabble dote!
Eugene Field
No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.
Eugene Field
Ideas came with explosive immediacy, like an instant birth. Human thought is like a monstrous pendulum; it keeps swinging from one extreme to the other.
Eugene Field
Here we have a baby. It is composed of a bald head and a pair of lungs.
Eugene Field
Mr. Clarke played the King all evening as though under constant fear that someone else was about to play the Ace.
Eugene Field
All good and true book-lovers practice the pleasing and improving avocation of reading in bed... No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.
Eugene Field
But I, when I undress me Each night, upon my knees Will ask the Lord to bless me With apple-pie and cheese.
Eugene Field
He could whip his weight in wildcats.
Eugene Field
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 moulds 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.
Eugene Field
Oh, you who've been a-fishing will indorse me when I say That it always is the biggest fish you catch that gets away!
Eugene Field
Father calls me William, sister calls me Will, Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill! Mighty glad I ain't a girl-ruther be a boy, Without them sashes, curls, an' things that 's worn by Fauntleroy! Love to chawnk green apples an' go swimmin' in the lake- Hate to take the castor-ile they give for bellyache! 'Most all the time, the whole year round, there ain't no flies on me, But jest 'fore Christmas I'm as good as I kin be!
Eugene Field
The gingham dog and the calico cat Side by side on the table sat; 'T was half-past twelve, and (what do you think!) Nor one nor t' other had slept a wink! The old Dutch clock and the Chinese plate Appeared to know as sure as fate There was going to be a terrible spat. : (I wasn't there; I simply state What was told to me by the Chinese plate!)
Eugene Field
Human thought is like a monstrous pendulum: it keeps swinging from one extreme to the other.
Eugene Field
Next morning, where the two had sat They found no trace of dog or cat; And some folks think unto this day That burglars stole that pair away! But the truth about the cat and pup Is this: they ate each other up! Now what do you really think of that! : (The old Dutch clock it told me so, And that is how I came to know.)
Eugene Field
The gingham dog went "Bow-wow-wow!" And the calico cat replied "Mee-ow!" The air was littered, an hour or so, With bits of gingham and calico.
Eugene Field