That It Is In Vain To Pray For The Dead (Rees Prichard Poems)
My dear Relation, and the Friend I love,You've put to me a question I approve:I therefore think myself in duty ...
My dear Relation, and the Friend I love,You've put to me a question I approve:I therefore think myself in duty ...
Money burns the pocket, pocket hurts,Bootleggers in silken shirts,Ballooned, zooming Cadillacs,Whizzing, whizzing down the street-car tracks.Seventh Street is a bastrad ...
KYLLIKKI'S BROKEN VOW.Lemminkainen, artful husband,Reckless hero, Kaukomieli,Constantly beside his young wife.,Passed his life in sweet contentment,And the years rolled swiftly ...
live so that youcan stick out your tongueat the insurancedoctorif you will drink hair restorer followevery dram with somegood standarddepilatoryas ...
Though you see no banded army,Though you hear no cannons rattle,We are in a mighty contest,We are fighting a great ...
I want no fine phrases, only one word is left for me, when I fall on the couch I say: ...
They would have lynched meHad I not been secretly hurried awayTo the jail at Peoria.And yet I was going peacefully ...
Do you remember when I stood on the stepsOf the Court House and talked free-silver,And the single-tax of Henry George?Then ...
I belonged to the church,And to the party of prohibition;And the villagers thought I died of eating watermelon.In truth I ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Father, this year's jinx rides us apart where you followed our mother to her cold slumber; a second shock boiling ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
You never marveled, dullards of Spoon River, When Chase Henry voted against the saloons To revenge himself for being shut ...
Do you remember when I stood on the steps Of the Court House and talked free-silver, And the single-tax of ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
I belonged to the church, And to the party of prohibition; And the villagers thought I died of eating watermelon. ...
They would have lynched me Had I not been secretly hurried away To the jail at Peoria. And yet I ...
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