The Ballad Of McCarty’s Trombone (Joseph C Lincoln Poems)
Sure, Felix McCarty he lived all aloneOn the top av a hill be the town av Athione,And the pride av ...
Sure, Felix McCarty he lived all aloneOn the top av a hill be the town av Athione,And the pride av ...
Sometimes when we're in school, and it's the afternoon and late, And kinder warm and sleepy, don't yer know;And p'r'aps a ...
Oh, those sweet old-fashioned posies, that were mother's pride and joy,In the sunny little garden where I wandered when a ...
Home from college came the stripling, calm and cool and debonair,With a weird array of raiment and a wondrous wealth ...
Grandfather's "summer sweets" are ripe. Out on the gnarled old tree,Out where the robin redbreasts pipe, And buzzes the bumblebee;Swinging high on ...
To my office window, gray, Come the sunbeams in their play,Come the dancing, glancing sunbeams, airy fairies of the May; Like a ...
When the farm work's done, at the set of sun, And the supper's cleared away,And Ma, she sits on the porch ...
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