Tardy George (George Henry Boker Poems)
What are you waiting for, George, I pray? —To scour your cross-belts with fresh pipe-clay?To burnish your buttons, to brighten ...
What are you waiting for, George, I pray? —To scour your cross-belts with fresh pipe-clay?To burnish your buttons, to brighten ...
'TWAS midst the battle's echoing dinAnd the cannon's thundering roar,When brave men fought to die or winAnd the decks ran ...
The Christmas homes of England! How far-famed and how dear; In bright array they ever stand, That glad day ...
Hushed is the midnight rush and roar, At rest the pulse that all day long Throbbed onward like the endless ...
From where the City's seething tide Rolls on unceasing, day by day,To yonder soaring dome aside A little turn, a ...
Soldiers are we from the mountain and valley, Soldiers are we from the hill and the plain;Under the flag of ...
I'll sing you a new ballad, and I'll warrant it first-rate,Of the days of that old gentleman who had that ...
Bring him to England, for the goal is won; The grand old man, whose soul was as a sparkFrom the ...
Ere cherries ripe, and strawberries be gone; Unto the cries of London I'll add one; Ripe statesmen, ripe: ...
SAY not to me:'Cromwell, thou diest.' Save thy timid breath.Do not the wild winds noise it o'er the world?Shall he ...
In a year the nightingales were said to be so loud they drowned out slumber, and peafowl strolled screaming beside ...
August 4: 1265Earl Simon on the Abbey towerIn summer sunshine stood,While helm and lance o'er Greenhill heightsCome glinting through the ...
There are mottoes on the family crests of EnglandSince the Conqueror blew his conk upon our shoresIt's grand to have ...
England, cannot thy shores boast bards as great,And hearts as good as ever blest a State?When arts were rude and ...
We often hear men boast about the land which gave them birth,And each one thinks his native land the fairest ...
Prince of the race whose Empire is the Sea, We welcome ...
Oh she tripped over Ocknell plain,And down by Bradley Water;And the fairest maid on the forest sideWas Jane, the keeper's ...
Did you see the poor old hooker, by the ocean wharf she lay?Her decks are foul with harbour grime, she ...
Say not the age is hard and cold--I think it brave and grand;When men of diverse sects and creedsAre clasping ...
Late Midshipman John Travers (Chester), aged 16 years. He was mortally wounded early in the action, yet he remained alone ...
Since Galatea came in, and Tuscanism gan usurp,Vanity above all: villainy next her, stateliness EmpressNo man but minion, stout, lout, ...
This is the lot of the English; — in many a page it is written, — To weep for ...
Oh! don't you remember Black Alice, Sam Holt -Black Alice so dusky and dark -That Warrego gin with the straw ...
A capital ship for an ocean tripWas the Walloping Window Blind.No gale that blew dismayed her crewOr troubled the captains ...
(Battleships of the Coronation Naval Review, Spithead, England, June 24,1911.) Hail, sceptered Mars, great god of wars! ...
August 2: 1100Where the greenwood is greenestAt gloaming of day,Where the twelve-antler'd stagFaces boldest at bay;Where the solitude deepens,Till almost ...
OH, the shambling sea is a sexton old,And well his work is done.With an equal grave for lord and knave,He ...
849-9011The fair-hair'd boy is at his mother's knee, A many-colour'd page before them spread, Gay summer harvest-field of gold and ...
A capital ship for an ocean tripWas the "Walloping Window Blind"No wind that blew dismayed her crewOr troubled the captain's ...
Flag that has flown o'er a thousand fields victorious,Flag that art first on the land and the seas,When hast thou ...
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