Tag Archive for: San Francisco
Pity The Poor Poet
Urban LifePity the Poor Poet
503
(As He Wrote It)
Myrtilla's mouth is small and red,
Her eyes are big and blue,
The hair is golden on her head,
Her skin is creamy hue
(As Copled by a Northern Paper)
Myrtilla's mouth is small and red,
Her eyes…
Seaferers
Urban LifeSEAFERERS
2501
Shanghaied in San Francisco,
And we fetched up in Bombay
They set us afloat on an old Leith boat,
That steered like a stack o' hay
We panted in the tropies,
When the pitch boiled up on deck
We have saved our hides, and…
San Francisco’s Promise
Urban LifeSan Francisco's Promise
402
Thy Past rolled up in smoke and cloud
And darkness of catastrophe:
Thy Future rises, strong and proud,
Through ashes of thine agony;
Still foams the brine upon thy breast
Where great ships gather to their rest,…
San Francisco
Urban LifeSan Francisco
63
Earth trmbled like a wounded bird on wing;
Dark, hushed and still was everything,
Save those in horror of that hour, who heard again,
Earth laboring in her stress of pain,
Proud structures with granite walls and tower,
Crumbled…
The Need Of The Hour
Urban LifeThe Need of the Hour
502
Now Molly scrubs the kitchen clean
And fumigates the food,
She germicides the soup tureen
And also boils the wood;
And ere she goes, at twilight cool,
To do the milking now,
She boils her hands, the milking stool,…
Our City Beautiful
Urban LifeOur City Beautiful
93
Een tho' our hearts be steeped in tears
And, bent our souls by miery:
Een tho we look where once we loved-
That loved, now ashes at our feet,
Stifle, they cry-who dares to weep?
Raise up thine head and worship Goal!…
San Francisco
Urban LifeSan Francisco
By Joaquin Miller
492
Such darkness, as when Jesus died!
Then sudden dawn drave all before
Two wee brown tomtits, terrified,
Flashed through my open cottage door;
Then instant out and off again
And left a stillness like to…
The Same Old Cub
Urban LifeThe Same Old Cub
104
Oh, fair city of the Golden Gate, you whom I loved so well
Brought out of Paradise into chaos to the very brinks of hell
Ruin and desolation faced her on every hund,
And sadly the news, traveled throughout the broad land:
Her…
San Francisco
Urban LifeSan Francisco
102
She sits upon her seven hills,
All bare and blackened now,
A mourning vell of sable smoke
Obscures her stricken brow
She weeps above her dead that lie
Uncounted in the gloom
With ashes for a winding-sheet
And cinders…
San Francisco
Urban LifeSan Francisco
65
O stricken San Francisco, thou
Fair queen of all the West!
Thy ruined homes, thy bleeding hearts,
The ories of thy distress'd,
Fill all the land with sorrow,
We mourn, as one, thy fate,
The gay voice hushed, the form now crushed,
Beside…
San Francisco
Urban LifeSan Francisco
2495
Everybody works but father,
And he sits 'round all day,
Boreing all the neighbors
With what he has to say
Mother takes in washing
Willie's scraping bricks
Everybody works but father- He's talking politics
The Major Breaks Into Rhyme
Urban LifeThe Major Breaks Into Rhyme
101
Not less stentorian than the
angry surf that beats the shore of,
Monterey Bay is the lyric defy
urled by Major McLaughlin, of
Santa Cruz and San Francisco,
at Wallace Irwin of New York
Though of world-wide…
The Hirschman Clock
Urban LifeThe Hirschman Clock
64
April eighteenth at five o'clock
The Hirschman clock was ticking:
It watched the Kearny-Market block
And kept the minutes clicking
Alas! when thirteen told that clook
There came a mighty earthquake shock
Oh! woe to thee,…
A Toast
Urban LifeA Toast
62
I would drink a toast "New Frisco,"
Our beautiful city of godl;
The, health to her pretty maidens,
And health to her gallants bold
Here's health to her patient mothers,
To her fathers old and gray;
Here's a quaff to our dear old…
Resurgam!
Urban LifeResurgam!
393
From ash and desolation
I will arise Imperial, triumphant-on my lips
The hill's song and the sea's song, and the mist
Of an eternal pity in my eyes
From ash and desolation I will arise
And o'er my head the singing stars shall…
The Lure Of The Thirst
Urban LifeTHE Lure OF The Thirst
392
I've lost my duds, my home and job,
My coin is burid deep;
And jewels all with watch and fob
Beneath the ashes sleep
My beauty, too, has taken flight,
Complexion's sadly marred;
A ton of brick from topmost height…
Our Stricken City
Urban LifeOur Stricken City
245
You are now among the fallen, our "City of the West,"
You held your head so proudly, you were among the best;
And how we dearly loved you as you overlooked the bay!
You were so strong and beautiful, and what are you…
The San Francisco Earth-Quake
Urban LifeThe San Francisco Earth-Quake
322
It was early in the morning
On an April morning falr
When a city fair and merciful
Was quivering in the air
There swaying to and fro
Were buildings great and small;
Then with a mighty crash
Began a city's…
Phoenix Redivivus
Urban LifePhoenix Redivivus
By Theodor H Hittell
504
A light gleams o'er the Golden Gate;
A pall of of smoke o'erspreads the sky;
The burning city meets its fate;
In smouldering heaps its ruins lie
The morning comes; another light
Far brighter than…
The Aweful Bonanza
Urban LifeThe Awful Bonanza
324
The Friendly Club, which
hasn't missed a meeting since the
fire, held its monthly dinner in
Washington street restaurant on
the day the saloons opened-a
saloon, by the way, being part of
the restaurant "We are here,
"…