The Ballad Of The Only Love (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Oh, have you been to Rio Grande, or yet to 'Frisco town,Or west away to Mobile Bay where they roll ...
Oh, have you been to Rio Grande, or yet to 'Frisco town,Or west away to Mobile Bay where they roll ...
The ships that trade foreign, to London they bearTheir cargoes unnumbered both common and rare,Their bales and their gunny-sacks, tea-chests ...
In Lady Dock, in Lady Dock, the ships from far and wideLay down their loads of fragrant deals the dusky ...
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so. Thar isn't her match in the county;Is thar, old gal,--Chiquita, my darling, my beauty?Feel ...
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, ...
Did you see the poor old hooker, by the ocean wharf she lay?Her decks are foul with harbour grime, she ...
All in the slime of the stagnant Arm, the mouldering slips beside,Where dark as sin slinks out and in the ...
Oh, there's places up and down that are queer and quaint and pretty;Sydney's a pleasant port, Frisco's a giddy city;But ...
Men of the sea (said Bones, A.B.) Is touchy coves and curious,They stands a lot, till some dark plot Gets ...
(MUD FLAT, 1860)So you're back from your travels, old fellow, And you left but a twelvemonth ago;You've hobnobbed with Louis ...
THIS morning came a man to me, his smile was wonderful to see, He shook my hand and doffed his ...
'There's a deal o' ports,' said Murphy, 'an' I guess I've sampled most,Round about the Gulf o' Guinea, and up ...
First I knowed Casey him an' me was young,An' many a yard we h'isted, an' many a stave we sungIn ...
Eight days to beer! A sigh sweeps thro' the nation Sweeps like a gale from 'Frisco to New York.("Say! But ...
Among the folks who write me, From Frisco to Cape Ann,Is one from whom I often hear,And whom, I ...
'Frisco City's grand and gay (Sacramento, Sacramento!) And the roaring night's as bright as dayAnd many ships go, small and ...
I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern ...
When I was boxing in the ring In 'Frisco back in ninety-seven, I used to make five bucks a fling ...
You do not do, you do not do Any more, black shoe In which I have lived like a foot ...
Over and over they used to ask me, While buying the wine or the beer, In Peoria first, and later ...
Climbing the heights of Berkeley Nightly I watch the West. There lies new San Francisco, Sea-maid in purple dressed, Wearing ...
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