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| This hearth was built for thy delight— | Frontispiece |
| And by a friend's bright gift of wine, I dedicate this house of mine | 23 |
| And of all man's felicities— | 33 |
| A little world he feels and sees: His mother's arms, his mother's knees— | 39 |
| The 5:42 | 47 |
| And Daddy once said he would like to be me Having cocoa and animals once more for tea! | 53 |
| But heavy feeding complicates The task by soiling many plates | 59 |
| How ill avail, on such a frosty night | 65 |
| The old swimmer | 69 |
| But Katie, the cook, is more splendid than all— | 73 |
| Perhaps it's a ragged child crying | 79 |
| The Balloon Peddler | 85 |
| If you appreciate it more Than I—why don't return it! | 87 |
| And then one night— | 93 |
| The human cadence and the subtle chime Of little laughters— | 95 |
| What years of youthful ills and pangs and bumps— | 103 |
| A Birthday | 109 |
| You must be rigid servant of your art! | 123 |
| You came, and impudent and deuce-may-care Danced where the gutter flamed with footlight fire | 127 |
| Hostages | 135 |
| My eyes still pine for the comely line Of an outbound vessel's hull | 155 |
| A man ain't so secretive, never cares What kind of private papers he leaves lay— | 165 |
| Mounted Police | 177 |
| Courtesy | 183 |
| The Plumpuppets | 189 |
| … It's hard to have to tell How unresponsive I have found her | 195 |
| … When you see, this Great First Time, Lit candles on a Christmas Tree! | 201 |
| The music box | 207 |
| Solugubrious | 217 |
| In the midnight, like yourself, I explore the pantry shelf! | 221 |
| The Twins | 227 |
| O praise me not the country | 233 |
| The wail of sickly children— | 239 |
| Ah, does the butcher—heartless clown— Beget that shadow on her brow? | 245 |
