The Wide Open Spaces (Billy Bennett Poems)
You've heard of the Valley of Klondyke, The cruellest and hardest of places,Where all men are moiling and toiling for ...
You've heard of the Valley of Klondyke, The cruellest and hardest of places,Where all men are moiling and toiling for ...
Here is a tale of the Rockies,And of Rockies I know quite a few;There's the mint rock, the flint rock, ...
FORTH to the fight! then shining sword of song! Sing, sing the toil, that makes the toiler strong. Sing, how ...
I've been dreamin',Of a randy, dandy clipper with her tops'ls set,Pitchin' heavy down the westin' with the leeches wet.Bill Newland, ...
He who, in his young sweet lifetime, When his heart with its visions was rife,Hath felt not the worship of ...
Fly if your pigtail catches fireDive down the nearest sinkRemember if you wash a pancakeIt's underwear's sure to shrink.Once I ...
Devine came back the other day. We'd planned a great home-comin'. No long trombone we had to play, ...
O shipmates all, as you lay sleeping(Blow, boys, blow!)Across the world the day came creeping(Blow, boys, bully boys, blow!)With a ...
In an estaminet a French dancer one dayDid the can-can for soldiers' enticement;~She was doing her best when some stitches ...
I see a ship glide through a dockWith lovely white wings,And women watch her from the lock,A sailor, laughing, sings,Ai-lee-yoh, ...
Dear Virgin Mary, far away, Look down from Heaven while I pray. Open your golden casement high, And lean way ...
"Relinquunt Omnia Servare Rem Publicam." The old South Boston Aquarium stands in a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
When I am safely laid away, Out of work and out of play, Sheltered by the kindly ground From the ...
From the metal poppy this good blast of trance arriving as shock, private cloudburst blazing down, worst in a boarding-house ...
Twas at the camp of Rorke's Drift, and at tea-time, And busily engaged in culinary operations was a private of ...
I am fourteen and my skin has betrayed me the boy I cannot live without still sucks his tumb in ...
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