The City Child’s Good-Night

The City Child's Good-Night 1471 Good-night, dear, noisy, happy street! 'The clanging bells and hurried feet, When I am safely tucked in bed And all the day-time thoughts are flee Are just like music to my ears And drive away the night-time…

MAN AND HOSS.

MAN AND HOSS. 597.5 "I've observed," said Deacon Granby, "ınan and hoss are much the same: Let 'em know that you're the master and they're likely to be tame: But you give 'em cause for thinkin' that you're anyways afraid And you'll get yourself…
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Little Maud

Little Maud. 336.7 Oh, where is our dainty, our darling, The daintiest darling of all? Oh, where is the voice in the stairway, Oh, where is the voice in the hall? The little short steps in the entry. The silvery laugh in the hail- Oh,…

A MAUDLE-IN BALLAD.

A MAUDLE-IN BALLAD. 356.3 My lank limp lily, my long lithe lily, My languid lily-love fragile and thin, With dank leaves dangling and flower-flap chilly, That shines like the shin of a Highland gilly; skin! Mottled and moist as a cold toad's…
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Never Alone.

Never Alone. 473.1 O soul, has thou forgotten The message, wondrous sweet, Of him who left behind und him The print of bleeding feet? I never will forsake thee! Dear child, when weary grow, Remember I have promised Never to leave thee…

The Wife.

The Wife. 422.8 I could have stemmed misfortune's lide. And borne the rich one's sneer, Have braved the haughty glance of pride. Nor shed a single tear: I could have smiled on every biow From life's full qutver thrown, While I might gaze…

To A Star

To A Star 159 To Him who guards our city, hearts, the home, -And who, in uniform of blue, patrols His beat from morn 'til night as he controls The wilful, who, with evil intent, roam To desecrate e'en holy, sacred dome Be honor given,…

Jesus Seat.

Jesus Seat. 591.8 Far far away o'er the deer, blue sea Lived a man who was as kind as kind could be He loved Hitle children, and spread every day A table from which none went hungry away. Poor children came in from alley and street. With…

Pity the Poor Rich

Pity the Poor Rich. 343.7 What's the use of hurrying, and worrying, and scurrying? Cease your labor, tired neighbor; come a while and play. What's the use of plundering, and thundering, and blundering? Stop a while and learn to smile, and…

THE COOKTAIL.

THE COOKTAIL. 409.1 Warmer of the heart! the key to lips That otherwise were sealed to me; Opener of love's gates, wherein I see The realms of joy and feel warm finger tips About my neck. Thou makest me oft surmise A sweet abandon in my…

THE MAN BEHIND THE PLOW.

THE MAN BEHIND THE PLOW. 500.5 Bards have praised in song and lay men whose office is to siny. Men who go untinching where their fooman lurk: But the man behind the plow is a hero, too, I trow. He's the man that keeps them while they do the…

Dies Irae.

Dies Irae. AMBROSE BIERCE 356.1 Day of Satans' painful duty! Earth shall vanish, hot and sooty: So says Virtue, so says Beauty. Ah! what terror shall be shaping When the Judge the truth's undraping! Cats from ev'ry bag escaping! Now the…

Cross Lots.

Cross Lots. 464.6 Straight it ran through buttercups, Blue eyed grass and timothy, Clover, where the wild bee sups. And the tall weed waving free: Just a little trodden lane. Narrow as a mower's swath. Oh, to set my feet again In that…
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Somebody’s Darling.

Somebody's Darling. 304.5 Into a ward of the whitewashed walls, Where the dead and dying lay- Wounded by bayonets, shells, and balls- Somebody's darling was borne one day. Somebody's darling! So young and so brave, Wearing still on his…
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In the Baggage Coach Ahead

In the Baggage Coach Ahead. 179.1 On a dark, stormy sight as the train rattled on. All the passengers had come to bed Except one you with both a baby in his arme, Who sat there bowed down head The Innocent one began cryink just then, As…

Nature Up-to-Date.

How sweet to walk within the woods Where spreads the sylvan shade; To roam within the rural della Or fairy forest glade; To sit beside the streamlet fair And watch the babbling rills, And see upon the mossy rocks: "Take Pluckem's Purple…

The Boat Race.

The Boat Race. 485.6 The boats were ready for the start. The signal then was given, Away they went with one accord The "Isabel" and "Riven." But at last the sailors lost control, The brave boats smashed together, And to the bottom they…

ITS THE BEST OLD WORLD WE KNOW.

ITS THE BEST OLD WORLD WE KNOW. 262.3 It's a pretty good world to live in, Not perfect, of course, but then A sort of a place too full of grace Would weary most common men. The world as a whole is a pleasure,. Despite all its grief and…
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After the Primary Election.

After the Primary Election. 377.2 So strode he to the battle, Like Joaquin in his pride; His height was five foot three, at least, And he had gall beside. He cared not for the foeman, He knew the way to fix The enemy with money- The…