Gettysburg: A Battle Ode (George Parsons Lathrop Poems)
IVictors, living, with laureled brow,And you that sleep beneath the sward!Your song was poured from cannon throats:It rang in deep-tongued ...
IVictors, living, with laureled brow,And you that sleep beneath the sward!Your song was poured from cannon throats:It rang in deep-tongued ...
There was no union in the land,Though wise men labored longWith links of clay and ropes of sandTo bind the ...
Ov all the birds upon the wingBetween the zunny showers o' spring,-Vor all the lark, a-swingen high,Mid zing below a ...
O AYE! they had woone child bezide,An' a finer your eyes never met,Twer a dear little fellow that diedIn the ...
With book in hand I wandered farOne summer eve across the plainAnd in the cloudless sky, a starGave pleasure that ...
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee—"Now marke this rede," they bade her oft, ...
Have you heard the story that gossips tell Of Burns of Gettysburg?-No? Ah, well, Brief is the glory that hero ...
Let now each Meade with flowers be depainted, Of sundry colours sweetest odours glowing:Roses yeeld foorth your smells so ...
Never a greater foe did Love disdaine, Or trode on grasse so gay,Nor Nimph ...
Because of the unaccountable spirit of the troops oh we were marched as we were never marched before and flanked ...
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
Last Easter Jim put on his blue Frock cwoat, the vu'st time-vier new; Wi' yollow buttons all o' brass, That ...
Last Easter Jim put on his blue Frock cwoat, the vu'st time-vier new; Wi' yollow buttons all o' brass, That ...
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