Henry Clay Work (1 October 1832 – 8 June 1884 / Middletown, Connecticut)
Poems of Henry Clay Work
|2.||Babylon Is Fallen!||1/3/2003|
|4.||Brave Boys Are They!||1/3/2003|
|5.||Columbia's Guardian Angels||1/3/2003|
|6.||Come Back to the Farm!||1/3/2003|
|7.||Come Home, Father!||1/3/2003|
|8.||Come to Me, Sunbeam! I'm Dying||1/3/2003|
|9.||Come, Pretty School-Girl!||1/3/2003|
|11.||Crossing the Grand Sierras||1/3/2003|
|12.||Crying For Bread||1/3/2003|
|13.||Dad's a Millionaire||1/3/2003|
|14.||Don't Be Cruel to the Motherless Darlings||1/3/2003|
|15.||Farewell, My Loved One!||1/3/2003|
|16.||Georgie Sails To-Morrow!||1/3/2003|
|17.||Grafted Into the Army||1/3/2003|
|19.||Grandmother Told Me So||1/3/2003|
|20.||Joy in Heaven||1/3/2003|
Shadows on the Floor
Saturday night! Saturday night!
The hope that lingered has taken to flight;
From morning till evening, the weary week through,
In vain has he battled for something to do.
Poor man! emptyhanded, how can he return
To those whose fate hangs on the pence he may earn?
How can he reply to his questioner sweet --
"Did Papa bring Papa's girl somethin' to eat?"