The Church Rally (James Edwin Campbell Poems)
Hi! yi! Now ain' I s'prise 'em — you Mistah Mule, git up!Prince ob de Tribe of Zeb'lon, an' win ...
Hi! yi! Now ain' I s'prise 'em — you Mistah Mule, git up!Prince ob de Tribe of Zeb'lon, an' win ...
O, Bonnie Clyde! a shimmering gleam Oot owre thy rippling bosom plays,Whan frae the bricht blue sky o' June The sun leuks ...
"Blessed are the poor in spirit": there, I'll just remember that,And I'll say it over 'n over, till I've got ...
(_Dedicated to the Men in the United States Life-saving Service_.)When the Lord breathes his wrath above the bosom of the ...
Boys'll soon be playin' hookey,You kin find 'em, bless their souls,Out along the twisty bayouIn th' finest swimmin' holes,Doin' all ...
Uncle Joe comes home a singing, Hail, Columby!Glorious times de Lord is bringin' — Now let me die.Fling the chains into the ...
I am far frae my hame, an' I'm weary aftenwhiles,For the langed for hame bringin', an' my Father's welcome smiles;An' ...
When I'm sittin' in me dug-out wiv me rifle on me knees,An' a yowlin', 'owlin' chorus comes a-floatin' up the ...
Wot price ole Ginger Mick? 'E's done a break - Gone to the flamin' war to stoush the foe.Wus it ...
In Salthouse Dock as I did pass one day not long ago,I chanced to meet a sailorman that once I ...
I still min' Jock Buchan, the lang gawkie fule,He was nearly man muckle though still at the schule,While I was ...
Down here in Cactus Center we have lived a life apart;We've been far, we're frank in sayin', from the headquarters ...
(MR. INTERVIEWER INTERVIEWED)Know me next time when you see me, won't you, old smarty?Oh, I mean YOU, old figger-head,--just the ...
The sumac's flaming scarlet on the edges o' the lake, An' the pear trees are invitin' everyone t' come an' ...
I can't help thinkin' o' the lad! Here's summer bringin' trees to fruit,An' every bush with roses clad, An' nature ...
Apples on the table an' the grate-fire blazin' high,Oh, I'm sure the whole world hasn't any happier man than I;The ...
THERE'S four men mowing down by the river; I can hear the sound of the scythe strokes, four ...
The lawyer, are you? Well! I ain't got nothin' to say. Nothin'! I told the perlice I hadn't nothin'. They ...
"Hae ye heard whit ma auld mither's postit tae me? It fair maks me hamesick," says Private McPhee. "And whit ...
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