BEFORE THE ATTACK
... Patience, O comrades, the time will come When the signal gun shall flash, Arid the blare of bugle and roll of drum Shalljoin with the rifle's crash. Then the ranks of the foe shall b ...
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ROSE LEAVES
... Sans peser Sans r ester. These are leaves of my rose, Pink petals I treasure There is more than one knows In the leaves of my rose O, the joys, O, the woes They are quite beyond measure. ...
A HARVEST SONG
... Oh what days are like to these Autumn days, When we tramp through the misty morn When the sweep' of .the scythe the barley lays, And the sickle reaps through the corn We plough, we sow, ...
THE DEATH WATCH
... O PROUD Medical Science, Had you no self-reliance, That, to champion the cause Of Nature's strict laws, You ran this fierce tilt At a child's childish guilt-- A crazy hysterical, Fed w ...
A SAILOR'S GOLDEN WEDDING
... HUSBAND I. COME sit ye down beside me, Ann, my Annie kind and leal: This is our golden wedding day, and we are spared and weel, And we are spared and weel, lassie, tho' age m ...
FAREWELL! GOD SPEED!
... FAREWELL GOD SPEED Northward Old England points her sons once more Earth's crowning gem is at her heart again Farewells are rising to each lip, and thronging to the shore Hoard them, ye gallant men Fa ...
THE EXPRESS
... Swift, flying, dashing, whirling fast, Streams, rocks, and towns, and meadows pa: t, Such charming glimpses here and there Of rural scenes, such landscapes fair, So lovely here, that one w ...
HER VALENTINE
... A maiden stands at the window pane, Anxiously watching the ceaseless rain, Watching for something alas in vain A Valentine. The post has come and the post has gone, Leaving the maiden al ...
THE FOOLS OF APRIL
... THROUGH the mad March weather Violets mock the snow, Birds of every feather Make Love's music flow: April, dim newcomer, Smiling seems to say-- Lo! imperial Summer Glows upon the wa ...
DESERVES · ANOTHER
... great a foul 05 o frierifc, oriiJ nou'll fini> in the rrii> ghe wise ore the poorest consolers, flt o pchonf gottU chaff- of a fool mnt uill lough ^tti humours the best of rajolers. 0h it's totsc to h ...
TO A FICKLE FRIEND
... Do you remember, one fair summer day, When on a cliff which overlooked the bay, We stood together? And about our feet The tangled grasses clustered wildly sweet. And bright amidst t ...
The Land of Nod
... h* f |f hast night I event to the /and o/ Nod And u/hat do you think I saw there 9 Why all the hahies in the /and With every sort o/ flu fly ham. dhow do you go to this wonder -place, /the /hand of No ...