I Fights Mit Sigel (Grant P Robinson Poems)
I met him again, he was trudging along, His knapsack with chickens was swelling;He'd "Blenkered" these dainties, and thought it no ...
I met him again, he was trudging along, His knapsack with chickens was swelling;He'd "Blenkered" these dainties, and thought it no ...
Alone to the nursery crept I one night-The fire rose and fell with a flickering light;Outside the wind thundered and ...
Cool is the wind, for the summer is waning, Who 's for the road? Sun-flecked and soft, where the dead leaves are ...
She is old, and bent, and wrinkled, In her rocker in the sun,And the thick, gray, woollen stocking That she knits is ...
Halt!—the march is over, Day is almost done;Loose the cumbrous knapsack, Drop the heavy gun.Chilled and wet and weary, Wander to and fro,Seeking ...
"COME a little nearer, Doctor,-thank you,-let me take the cup: Draw your chair up,-draw it closer,-just another little sup! May ...
Year after year, as Summer suns come round, Upon the Calais packet am I found: Thence to Geneva hurried by ...
My miserable countrymen, whose wont is once a-year To lounge in watering-places, disagreeable and dear; Who on pigmy Cambrian mountains, ...
There be poets in plenty have sung in the praiseOf the famous old names out of Old Navy days,Of Victory, ...
A CENTURY since, the Mersey flowed Unburdened to the sea; In the blue air no smoky cloud Hung over wood ...
Oh, my shoulders grow aweary of the burdens I am bearin',An' I grumble when I'm footsore at the rough road ...
When Shakespeare came to London He met no shouting throngs; He carried in his knapsack A scroll of quiet songs. ...
In Memory of one of the Writer's Family who was a Volunteer during the War with Napoleon In a ferny ...
I'm in a new school I'm the new face With my great style, I'm here To brighten up the place ...
When Sam Small joined the regiment, 'E were no' but a raw recruit, And they marched 'im away one wint'ry ...
WHEN wild war's deadly blast was blawn, And gentle peace returning, Wi' mony a sweet babe fatherless, And mony a ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
NOT alone those camps of white, O soldiers, When, as order'd forward, after a long march, Footsore and weary, soon ...
1 STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais'd by a perfect mother; After roaming many lands-lover ...
CAST a bronze of my head and legs and put them on the king's street. Set the cast of me ...
Success to Tommy Atkins, he's a very brave man, And to deny it there's few people can; And to face ...
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