Uncle Ned’s Tales: How The Flag Was Saved (John Boyle O Reilly Poems)
'TWAS a dismal winter's evening, fast without came down the snow,But within, the cheerful fire cast a ruddy, genial glowO'er ...
'TWAS a dismal winter's evening, fast without came down the snow,But within, the cheerful fire cast a ruddy, genial glowO'er ...
Sunny summer day it was when loping in to Laramie,I overtook the Walking Man, reined up and nodded "How!!"He'd been ...
_A plea against the vindictive cry raised by civiliansshortly after the surrender at Appomattox_The color-bearers facing deathWhite in the whirling ...
God with his infinite power, millions of years agoIn some important hour carved the Palo Duro.He leveled the plains around ...
IAs in the long dead days marauding hostsOf Indians came from far Siberian coasts,And drove the peaceful Aztecs from their ...
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
I When you, that at this moment are to me Dearer than words on paper, shall ...
Now shift the blanket pad before your saddle back you fling, And draw your cinch up tighter till the sweat ...
Yes, Britain mourns, as with electric touch,For youth, for love, for happiness destroyed,Her universal population meltsIn grief spontaneous, and hard ...
I went to turn the grass once after one Who mowed it in the dew before the sun. The dew ...
The Savior must have been A docile Gentleman -- To come so far so cold a Day For little Fellowmen ...
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
v.1-8,16-18,22 C. M. Support for the afflicted and tempted soul. O God, my refuge, hear my cries, "Behold my flowing ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
I've wiped your face off my face Ripped your shadow off my shadow Leveled the hills in you Turned your ...
God's acre was her garden-spot, she said; She sat there often, of the Summer days, Little and slim and sweet, ...
Oh! the dew-wet grass of the meadow in North Carolina Through which Rebecca followed me wailing, wailing, One child in ...
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