The Ancient Banner (Anonymous Americas Poems)
In boundless mercy, the Redeemer left,The bosom of his Father, and assumedA servant's form, though he had reigned a king,In ...
In boundless mercy, the Redeemer left,The bosom of his Father, and assumedA servant's form, though he had reigned a king,In ...
Oh! he's nothing but a soldier,But he's coming here tonight,For I saw him pass this morning,With his uniform so bright.He ...
Now God alone that made all things, Heaven and earth and all that's in, The ships ...
Fold away all your bright-tinted dresses, Turn the key on your jewels today,And the wealth of your tendril-like tresses Braid ...
MY son, at last the fateful day has come For us to part. The hours have nearly run.May God ...
Tis a cheerless, lonesome eveningWhen the soaking, sodden groundWill not echo to the footfallof the sentinel's dull round.God's blue star-spangled ...
Quick, fly to the covert, thou hunted of men!For the bloodhounds are baying o'er mountain and glen;The riders are mounted, ...
Two pictures hung on the dingy wallof a grand old Florentine hall-One was a child of beauty rareWith a cherub ...
She folded up the worn and mended frock,And smoothed it tenderly upon her knee,Then through the soft web of a ...
In the cool, sweet hush of a wooded nook, Where the May buds sprinkle the green old mound,And the ...
Up in early morning light,Sweeping, dusting, "setting right,"Oiling all the household springs,Sewing buttons, tying strings,Telling Bridget what to do,Mending rips ...
CLICK, click! how the needles goThrough the busy fingers, to and fro--With no bright colors of berlin wool,Delicate hands today ...
It was on one Monday morning just about one o'clock When that great Titanic began to reel and rock; People ...
Sitting here by my desk all day,Hearing the constant clickAs the messages speed on their way,And the call comes sharp ...
To go or not to go, that is the question:Whether it pays best to suffer pesteringBy idle ...
You go, my son, to the battle-field To repel the invading foe; 'Mid its fiercest conflicts never yield Till death ...
Our flag is proudly floating On the land and on the main,Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom! Beneath it ...
There's an empty seat where the old folks meet, When they offer their evening prayer,And a look forlorn, for ...
Go, go, thou that enslav'st me,Now, now thy power is o'er;Long, long have I obeyed thee,I'm not a slave any ...
With muffled drums and the flag that was furledWith the cause that was lost, when the last smoke curledFrom the ...
I WANT to go home, I want to go home, I don't want to go in the trenches ...
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