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The Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley

in ten volumes
Riley, James Whitcomb (1849-1916)

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VOLUME I
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VOLUME II
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VOLUME III
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VOLUME IV
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VOLUME V
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VOLUME VI
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VOLUME VII
  
CASSANDER
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A CHILD-WORLD
  
“THEM OLD CHEERY WORDS”
  
A DUBIOUS “OLD KRISS”
  
YOUR HEIGHT IS OURS
  
HYMN EXULTANT
  
“O LIFE! O BEYOND!”
  
OUR QUEER OLD WORLD
  
ON A YOUTHFUL PORTRAIT OF STEVENSON
  
PROEM
  
RUBÁIYÁT OF DOC SIFERS
  
WHERE THE CHILDREN USED TO PLAY
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MR. FOLEY'S CHRISTMAS
  
TO SANTA CLAUS
  
CHRISTMAS ALONG THE WIRES
  
TO THE BOY WITH A COUNTRY
  
AT CROWN HILL
  
SNOW IN THE AIR
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THE NAME OF OLD GLORY
  
ONE WITH A SONG
  
INDIANA
  
CHRISTMAS AFTERTHOUGHT
  
THE CHRISTMAS LONG AGO
  
CLAUDE MATTHEWS
  
THE SERMON OF THE ROSE
  
THE ONWARD TRAIL
  
TO LESLEY
  
THE NATURALIST
  
HER WAITING FACE
  
EXCEEDING ALL
  
A SONG OF THE ROAD
  
THE ENDURING
  
A HUMBLE SINGER
  
THE NOBLEST SERVICE
  
OLD MAN WHISKERY-WHEE-KUM-WHEEZE
  
LITTLE-GIRL-TWO-LITTLE-GIRLS
  
THE PENALTY OF GENIUS
  
A PARENT REPRIMANDED
  
IN FERVENT PRAISE OF PICNICS
  
THE HOME-VOYAGE
  
TO THE QUIET OBSERVER
  
PROEM TO “HOME-FOLKS”
  
OUR BOYHOOD HAUNTS
  
UNCLE SIDNEY'S LOGIC
  
HIS LOVE OF HOME
  
TO “UNCLE REMUS”
  
THE BALLADE OF THE COMING RAIN
  
TO THE JUDGE
  
A WHOLLY UNSCHOLASTIC OPINION
  
A SHORT'NIN' BREAD SONG—PIECED OUT
  
THE UNHEARD
  
EQUITY—?
  
MOONSHINER'S SERENADE
  
IN A BOX
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VOLUME VIII
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VOLUME IX

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THE WAY THE BABY SLEPT

This is the way the baby slept:
A mist of tresses backward thrown
By quavering sighs where kisses crept
With yearnings she had never known:
The little hands were closely kept
About a lily newly blown—
And God was with her. And we wept.—
And this is the way the baby slept.
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