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The Corn Harvest William Carlos Williams	Summer ! the painting is organized about a young reaper enjoying his noonday rest completely relaxed from his morning labors...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Corn-Song Paul Laurence Dunbar	ON the wide veranda white, In the purple failing light, Sits the master while the sun is lowly burning; And his dreamy thoughts are drowned In the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Auld Farmer's New-Year-Morning Salutation to His Auld Mare, Maggie On giving her the accustomed ripp of corn to hansel in the New-Year, The Robert Burns	A Guide New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' knaggie, I've seen the day There...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Corn and Catholics Thomas Moore	"What! still those two infernal questions, That with our meals our slumbers mix -- That spoil our tempers and digestions -- Eternal Corn and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Corn Grinders Sarojini Naidu	O little mouse, why dost thou cry While merry stars laugh in the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Corn Medicine Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant	'A well-bred horse! but he won't get fat, Though I've done the best 1 can; He keeps as poor as a blessed rat!' Said the sorrowful...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Corn Symbols MAckerman	In the cornfield lies a disc Leaving with no risk Laser cannons sharp Hiding under the tarp Before the sun bright and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Corn. Sidney Lanier	To-day the woods are trembling through and through With shimmering forms, that flash before my view, Then melt in green as dawn-stars melt in blue. ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Corn.Corn.Corn.POP. Charles Ives	Paul jumps into my bed. "WHY ARE YOU COVERED IN BLOOD?" Because "rape" he said. Because "rape" he...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Cotton and Corn Thomas Moore	Said Cotton to Corn, t'other day, As they met and exchang'd salute-- (Squire Corn in his carriage so gay, Poor Cotton, half famish'd on...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In the waving of the corn Ronald Tirino	In the waving of the corn In waves of corn maturing Within the fields of wheat Anguished crosses of which we bare to truth needs telling ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Laughing Corn Carl Sandburg	There was a high majestic fooling Day before yesterday in the yellow...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
My Corn-Cob Pipe Paul Laurence Dunbar	Men may sing of their Havanas, elevating to the stars The real or fancied virtues of their foreign-made cigars; But I worship Nicotina at a different...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The corn husker Emily Pauline Johnson	Hard by the Indian lodges, where the bush Breaks in a clearing, through ill-fashioned fields, She comes to labour, when the first still hush Of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Corn Song John Greenleaf Whittier	HEAP HIGH the farmer’s wintry hoard! Heap high the golden corn! No richer gift has Autumn poured From out her lavish horn! Let other lands,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Corn-Stalk Fiddle Paul Laurence Dunbar	WHEN the corn's all cut and the bright stalks shine Like the burnished spears of a field of gold; When the field-mice rich on the nubbins dine, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The indian corn planter Emily Pauline Johnson	He needs must leave the trapping and the chase, For mating game his arrows ne'er despoil, And from the hunter's heaven turn his face, To wring...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Path Through The Corn Dinah Maria Mulock Craik	WAVY and bright in the summer air, Like a pleasant sea when the wind blows fair, And its roughest breath has scarcely curled The green highway to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
There is a June when Corn is cut Emily Dickinson	There is a June when Corn is cut And Roses in the Seed— A Summer briefer than the first But tenderer...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Women's song of the corn Amy Lowell	How beautiful are the corn rows, Stretching to the morning sun, Stretching to the evening sun. Very beautiful, the long rows of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Your hay it is mow'd, and your corn is reap'd John Dryden	(Comus.) Your hay it is mow'd, and your corn is reap'd; Your barns will be full, and your hovels heap'd: Come, my boys, come; ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
sweet homegrown corn Treat	corn, sweet with sugar and savory with butter but its best from...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)