The Christmas Trail (Badger Clark Jr Poems)
The wind is blowin' cold down the mountain tips of snowAnd 'cross the ranges layin' brown and dead;It's cryin' through ...
The wind is blowin' cold down the mountain tips of snowAnd 'cross the ranges layin' brown and dead;It's cryin' through ...
Which reminds me, said O'Brien --"And 'tis not a word of lyin' -- Of a summertime way back in eighty-two,Whin ...
Pit his back against a chair, Let us see if he can gang,But be ready wi' your han' If he ...
YOU never hear a woman boastOf her endurance, yet I vowThe tiniest mite o' a woman hasMore courage than a ...
I have often been asked by the people I knowed,To tell 'em the way that a cow puncher rode.Now them ...
She was nothin' much to look at, that there old fleabitten gray.She'd a cranky disposition, but you liked her any ...
BUT where's the brown drifter that went out alone? -Roll and go, and fare you well-" Was her name ...
There was weepin' by the women that the crowd could plainly see, An' old William's throat was chokin' an' his ...
There's a dark an' dirty wineshop on a waterfront I know,An' a cross-eyed Dago keeps it — or he kep' ...
HIM!He dressed hisself from top ter toeTo beat the lates' fash'n.He give his boots a extry glow,His dicky glistered like ...
WHEN craps wuz burnt to flinders, An' not a rain in sight, He opened all the windersAn' whistled in the ...
How's things? says I,Says he "Not bad,They might be worse,But then I 'm gladThey ain't." That's allHe had to say,An' ...
DERE never was a man on earthSo wonderful or clever,Dat ever found a way t' liveOn dis ole world forever.Dere ...
I. Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
When 'Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, He'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea; An' what he thought 'e might ...
There was Rundle, Station Master, An' Beazeley of the Rail, An' 'Ackman, Commissariat, An' Donkin' o' the Jail; An' Blake, ...
The Blue Horizon wuz a mine us fellers all thought well uv, And there befell the episode I now perpose ...
"You are old, Father william," the young man said, "And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly ...
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...
I was drivin' my two-mule waggin, With a lot o' truck for sale, Towards Macon, to git some baggin' (Which ...
That air same Jones, which lived in Jones, He had this pint about him: He'd swear with a hundred sighs ...
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