Mustering Song (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
The boss last night in the hut did say —"We start to muster at break of day;So be up first ...
The boss last night in the hut did say —"We start to muster at break of day;So be up first ...
This is the tale of NortonWho vowed a vow, by zounds,To catch the varlet GardinerAnd win a thousand pounds. "Come ...
Through Goshen Hollow, where hemlocks grow, Where rushing rills, with flash and flow, Are over the rough rocks falling; Where ...
It's likely that you can rememberA corral at the foot of a hillSome mornin' along in DecemberWhen the air was ...
Bill Springer, ranchman, lived south of Dodge,He chose his bride from an Indian lodge.He had a massive, athletic frame,And a ...
'Twas a good little lady fairy, Who saddled her wee white mouse, And rode away to the village, ...
We called him old Coyote, and we claimed that he could step;A cowboy came up from the south that had ...
Play that my knee was a calico mareSaddled and bridled for Bumpville;Leap to the back of this steed, if you ...
This movin' pitcher bizness it has got to quit, by gum!Cuz it's puttin' our cowpunchers and the cow game on ...
It was down at the home ranch, a bunch of cow pokesGot in an old hoss that was only half ...
Jack Denver died on Talbragar when Christmas Eve began, And there was sorrow round the place, for Denver was a ...
For Sára Karig "You are so wise," the reindeer said, "you can bind the winds of the world in a ...
Play that my knee was a calico mare Saddled and bridled for Bumpville; Leap to the back of this steed, ...
A FAMOUS painter, jealous of his wife; Whose charms he valued more than fame or life, When going on a ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
FOR the fairest maid in Hampton They needed not to search, Who saw young Anna favor Come walking into church,-- ...
for J.L.D. Why should we do this? What good is it to us? Above all, how can we do such ...
This is the song of the parson's son, as he squats in his shack alone, On the wild, weird nights, ...
I'M travellin' down the Castlereagh, and I'm a station hand, I'm handy with the ropin' pole, I'm handy with the ...
It was somewhere up the country, in a land of rock and scrub, That they formed an institution called the ...
With never a sound of trumpet, With never a flag displayed, The last of the old campaigners Lined up for ...
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