Battle Song (Ebenezer Elliott Poems)
Day, like our souls, is fiercely dark; What then? 'Tis day!We sleep no more; the cock crows-hark! ...
Day, like our souls, is fiercely dark; What then? 'Tis day!We sleep no more; the cock crows-hark! ...
BIT of topsy-turvy artifice Goes wandering like a monarch ...
What a lack of reason In this earthly throng! In and out of season Everything ...
A million young workmen straight and strong lay stiff on the grass and roads,And the million are now under soil ...
BY no dry death another king goes down The way of kings. Yet may no free man's voice, ...
Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-worming in pajamas fresh from the washer each morning, I hog a whole house on Boston's ...
You were never told, Mother, how old Illyawas drunk That last holiday, for five days and nights He stumbled through ...
I met a King this afternoon! He had not on a Crown indeed, A little Palmleaf Hat was all, And ...
I'm "wife" -- I've finished that -- That other state -- I'm Czar -- I'm "Woman" now -- It's safer ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
my insanity i waited and watched street wizard glass stone hip idealist smoking their bed time flower beads into sky ...
Set in this stormy Northern sea, Queen of these restless fields of tide, England! what shall men say of thee, ...
1 The children of the Czar Played with a bouncing ball In the May morning, in the Czar's garden, Tossing ...
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
MAKE war songs out of these; Make chants that repeat and weave. Make rhythms up to the ragtime chatter of ...
A MILLION young workmen straight and strong lay stiff on the grass and roads, And the million are now under ...
THIS Mohammedan colonel from the Caucasus yells with his voice and wigwags with his arms. The interpreter translates, "I was ...
A monosyllabic European called Sax Invents a horn, walla whirledy wah, a kind of twisted Brazen clarinet, but with its ...
With Homer you conversed alone for days and nights, Our waiting hours were passing slowly, And shining you came down ...
(Written with the hope that the socialists might yet dethrone Kaiser and Czar.) Here's to the mice that scare the ...
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