The Red Zouave (Anonymous Americas Poems)
The stars were bright, the breeze was still,The cicada and the whippoorwill,Alone disturbed the scene;A streamlet down the dark ravine,Hasted ...
The stars were bright, the breeze was still,The cicada and the whippoorwill,Alone disturbed the scene;A streamlet down the dark ravine,Hasted ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. Taste and Spirit.--Mr. B---n---r---d commences a Beau Gar?on. So lively, ...
WHEN the warrior returns, from the battle afar, To the home and the country he nobly defended,O! warm be ...
DER teufel's los in Bal Mabille, Dere's hell-fire in de air, De fiddlers can't blay noding else Boot Orphee aux ...
Thirty years ago I was a fav'rite at the `Vic.'A finished actor, not a Cuff and Collar shooting stick.I roused ...
Where have the old accorjins gone? I was askin' the coves at the Show;Matt from the Mallee an' Dandenong Don, ...
YOUR jealous walls, great Duke, in vainAll access would refuse;What walls can Highland steps restrain?What bars keep out the Muse?Where'er ...
Climb glory's ladder to the topmost height, Rifle the treasures of the jealous land, In gold and purple take thy ...
573The Test of Love-is Death-Our Lord-"so loved"-it saith-What Largest Lover-hathAnother-doth-If smaller Patience-be-Through less Infinity-If Bravo, sometimes swerve-Through fainter Nerve-Accept its ...
GROWLTIGER was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge; In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed ...
The Test of Love -- is Death -- Our Lord -- "so loved" -- it saith -- What Largest Lover ...
HAIL, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Tho' fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, We never heed, But ...
In ev'ry age, and each profession, Men err the most by prepossession; But when the thing is clearly shown, And ...
Only a Leather Medal, hanging there on the wall, Dingy and frayed and faded, dusty and worn and old; Yet ...
Lone amid the cafe's cheer, Sad of heart am I to-night; Dolefully I drink my beer, But no single line ...
Parliament's a stage, And all the Politicians merely players! They have their exits and entrances, And Wise doth in his ...
Pitch here the tent, while the old horse grazes: By the old hedge-side we'll halt a stage. It's nigh my ...
Come with me, and we will blow Lots of bubbles, as we go; Bubbles bright as ever Hope Drew from ...
The further the little girl leaped and ran, The further she longed to be; The white, white fields of jonquil ...
(Being a Chant of the American Soap-Box and the Russian Revolution.) O market square, O slattern place, Is glory in ...
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