Eugene Field
Eugene Field
Eugene Field, Sr.was an American writer, best known for his children's poetry and humorous essays. He was known as the "poet of childhood."...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionChildren's Author
Date of Birth2 September 1850
CitySt. Louis, MO
CountryUnited States of America
beautiful moon night
Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod, one night sailed off in a wooden shoe; Sailed off on a river of crystal light into a sea of dew. "Where are you going and what do you wish?" the old moon asked the three. "We've come to fish for the herring fish that live in this beautiful sea. Nets of silver and gold have we," said Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod.
letters village maidens
Have you an unexpurgated copy of Hannah More's 'Letters to a Village Maiden'?
fall drinking boys
How gracious those dews of solace that over my senses fall At the clink of the ice in the pitcher the boy brings up the hall.
mother father names
Father calls me William, sister calls me Will, Mother calls me Willie, but the fellows call me Bill!.
fishing caught fishes
The biggest fish he ever caught were those that got away.
men poetry sausage
A mighty good sausage stuffer was spoiled when the man became a poet.
wine honest candor
There is a glorious candor in an honest quart of wine, A certain inspitation which I cannot well define.
book temptation
Let my temptation be a book, which I shall purchase, hold and keep.
inspirational book temptation
Let my temptation be a book.
book reading practice
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.
blessed food night
But I, when I undress me Each night, upon my knees Will ask the Lord to bless me With apple-pie and cheese.
book air perfume
Books do actually consume air and exhale perfumes.
cheer book years
Not so, however, with books, for books cannot change. A thousand years hence they are what you find them to-day, speaking the same words, holding forth the same cheer, the same promise, the same comfort; always constant, laughing with those who laugh and weeping with those who weep.
book appreciated book-lover
No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.