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 ...
The Western Ocean rolls and roarsFrom Sandy Hook to Europe's shores,From Fastnet Light to Portland, Maine,And Newport News and back ...
YOUTH is the season of revolt; at twenty-fiveWe curse the reigning politicians,Wondering that any man aliveStands for such damnable conditions.Whatever ...
Now 'ere's a yarn as is true, said Dan, "An' you can't say that o' most:I was in the packet ...
Ain't it rum? said Dan one day,Yarning while he worked awayAt his model, all but done,Of the clipper ship Keemun ...
I am a cowpuncher From off the North side,My horse and my saddle Are ...
Dear Katrina--Dis letter I write From von hospital, somevere in France, For I get so proke oop ...
Lyman and Frederick and Jim, one day, Set out in a great big ship—Steamed to the ocean adown the bay ...
Within the wooded avenue I stood, And I was proud.I looked upon the scene and found it good; For here, ...
Early one morning in May I set out,And nobody I knew was about.I'm bound away for ever,Away somewhere, away for ...
No baby in the house, I know,'Tis far too nice and clean.No toys, by careless fingers strewn,Upon the floors are ...
O epic-famed, god-haunted Central Sea, Heave careless of the deep wrong done to thee When from Torino's track I saw ...
(FOR THE FELLOWSHIP CLU Lyman and Frederick and Jim, one day, Set out in a great big ship-- Steamed to ...
Our cowman, old Ed, hadn't much in his head, And lots of folks though him a witling; But he wasn't ...
As home from church we two did plod, "Grandpa," said Rosy, "What is God?" Seeking an answer to her mind, ...
Ma tried to wash her garden slacks but couldn't get 'em clean And so she thought she'd soak 'em in ...
I never thought that Bill could say A proper prayer; 'Twas more in his hard-bitten way To cuss and swear; ...
A-sitttin' on a cracker box an' spittin' in the stove, I took a sudden notion that I'd kindo' like to ...
It's cruel cold on the water-front, silent and dark and drear; Only the black tide weltering, only the hissing snow; ...
Our fathers, brave men were and strong, And whisky was their daily liquor; They used to move the world along ...
"Aye," said the boozer, "I tell you it's true, sir, I once was a punter with plenty of pelf, But ...
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