Copyright 1885, 1887, 1888, 1890, 1892, 1893, 1894, 1900, 1903, 1908, 1913, 1915 James Whitcomb Riley The bookman he's a humming-bird-- His feasts are honey-fine,-- (With hi! hilloo! And clover-dew And roses lush and rare!) _His_ roses are the phrase and word Of olden tomes divine; (With hi! and ho! And pinks ablow And posies everywhere!) The Bookman he's a humming-bird,-- He steals from song to song-- He scents the ripest-blooming rhyme, And takes his heart along And sacks all sweets of bursting verse And ballads, throng on throng. (With ho! and hey! And brook and brae, And brinks of shade and shine!)…
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