Cadet Grey – Canto II (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
(NORTHERN MEXICO, 1640)As you look from the plaza at Leon westYou can see her house, but the view is bestFrom ...
(A CHEMICAL NARRATIVE)Certain facts which serve to explainThe physical charms of Miss Addie De Laine,Who, as the common reports obtain,Surpassed ...
(IN THE COLORADO PARK, 1873)Wot's that you're readin'?--a novel? A novel!--well, darn my skin!You a man grown and bearded and ...
(REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMES)Waltz in, waltz in, ye little kids, and gather round my knee,And drop them books and first ...
Now shift the blanket pad before your saddle back you fling, And draw your cinch up tighter till the sweat ...
Don't mind me, I beg you, old fellow,--I'll do very well here alone;You must not be kept from your "German" ...
They say that she died of a broken heart (I tell the tale as 'twas told to me);But her spirit ...
(AFTER EDGAR ALLAN POE)The skies they were ashen and sober, The streets they were dirty and drear;It was night in ...
(ALKALI STATION)Cicely says you're a poet; maybe,--I ain't much on rhyme:I reckon you'd give me a hundred, and beat me ...
(MASSACHUSETTS SHORE, 1800) I mind it was but yesterday:The sun was dim, the air was chill;Below the town, below the ...
It was spring the first time that I saw her, for her papa and mamma moved inNext door, just as ...
It was the stage-driver's story, as he stood with his back to the wheelers,Quietly flecking his whip, and turning his ...
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so. Thar isn't her match in the county;Is thar, old gal,--Chiquita, my darling, my beauty?Feel ...
The shades of night were falling fast,As through an Eastern village passedA youth who bore, through dust and heat,A stencil-plate, ...
Here's yer toy balloons! All sizes!Twenty cents for that. It risesJest as quick as that 'ere, Miss,Twice as big. Ye ...
Two low whistles, quaint and clear: That was the signal the engineer--That was the signal that Guild, 'tis said--Gave to ...
Last night, above the whistling wind, I heard the welcome rain,--A fusillade upon the roof, A tattoo on the pane:The ...
Over the chimney the night-wind sangAnd chanted a melody no one knew;And the Woman stopped, as her babe she tossed,And ...
Know I not whom thou mayst be Carved upon this olive-tree,-- "Manuela of La Torre,"--For around on broken wallsSummer ...
Came the relief. "What, sentry, ho!How passed the night through thy long waking?""Cold, cheerless, dark,--as may befitThe hour before the ...
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