DAYS IS OVER 184
MY FRIEND 29
NATURAL PERVERSITIES 70
NOT ALWAYS GLAD WHEN WE SMILE 36
OLD DAYS, THE 135
OLD GUITAR, THE 161
OLD TRUNDLE-BED, THE 64
OUR BOYHOOD HAUNTS 182
OUR KIND OF A MAN 92
OUR OWN 63
"OUT OF REACH?" 112
OUT OF THE HITHERWHERE 98
PLAINT HUMAN, THE 43
QUEST, THE 44
RAINY MORNING, THE 141
REACH YOUR HAND TO ME 143
SCRAWL, A 75
SONG OF PARTING 90
SONG OF YESTERDAY, THE 82
SPRING SONG AND A LATER, A 137
"THEM OLD CHEERY WORDS" 172
THINKIN' BACK 31
THROUGH SLEEPY-LAND 170
TO MY OLD FRIEND, WILLIAM LEACHMAN 145
TO THE JUDGE 177
WE MUST BELIEVE 130
WE MUST GET HOME 19
WHERE-AWAY 57
WHO BIDES HIS TIME 68
WRITIN' BACK TO THE HOME-FOLKS 76

RILEY SONGS OF HOME

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WE MUST GET HOME

We must get home! How could we stray like this?--
So far from home, we know not where it is,--
Only in some fair, apple-blossomy place
Of children's faces--and the mother's face--
We dimly dream it, till the vision clears
Even in the eyes of fancy, glad with tears.

We must get home--for we have been away
So long, it seems forever and a day!
And O so very homesick we have grown,
The laughter of the world is like a moan
In our tired hearing, and its song as vain,--
We m