Army Of Northern Virginia (Stephen Vincent Benet Poems)
Army of Northern Virginia, army of legend,Who were your captains that you could trust them so surely?Who were your battle-flags?Call ...
Army of Northern Virginia, army of legend,Who were your captains that you could trust them so surely?Who were your battle-flags?Call ...
When the circus came to townWith its coaches and four, and its steeds galore, And a band and a painted clown,Out ...
DANCING! I love it, night or day:There's nought on earth so jolly,Whether you straightly glide with May,Or madly whirl with ...
"Nah, lass, caar thi daan, an let's have a chat,-- It's long sin we'd th' haase to ussen;Just give me thi ...
If I'd 'a' played me Jack on that there Ten Sez Peter Begg, "I might 'a' made the lot.""'Ow could ...
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble doteEz to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note,Our old ...
Dear Jock, - Like some aul' cairter's mear I'm foonert i' the feet,An' oxter-staffs are feckless things fan a' the ...
I freely confess there are good friends of mine,With whom we are often invited to dine,Who get on my nerves ...
A WAS the Act, Antecursor of strife,B was the Bill that had brought it to life,C was the Court, overcrowded ...
It's the dummy wot done it, said Bleary Bill."As a child I was out o' luck.A kid in me pram, ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; 'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is ...
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note, ...
Every time I laugh aloud, who springs to mind but Johnnie Howard? Cathartic laughter eases stress which Johnnie causes in ...
Only a Leather Medal, hanging there on the wall, Dingy and frayed and faded, dusty and worn and old; Yet ...
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
We brought him in from between the lines: we'd better have let him lie; For what's the use of risking ...
to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn, Bashõ and his friends ...
I send my voice into your mouth You return the compliment I am the Count of Cannizzaro You are Her ...
I was the Sunday school superintendent, The dummy president of the wagon works And the canning factory, Acting for Thomas ...
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