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 ...
... 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 ...
... 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. ...
... 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, ...
... 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 ...
... 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 ...
... 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 ...
... 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 ...
... 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 ...
... 1 When the white hands of April are fillable With blossoms that odorous are, When the cuckoo's delicious dissyllable Is heard in the woodlands afar When the clouds, as if Phcebus had chidden 'e ...
... MICH A EL FA RAD A Y BORN 22 SEPTEMBER 179I DIED 25 AUGUST 1S67 He sees in Nature's laws a code divine, A living Presence he must first adore, Ere he the sacred mysteries explore, Where Cosmos is his ...
... The withering touch of Autumn wrinkles Nature's once fair face, Which shrinks in chill affright at Winter's bleak and sullen frown With mournful gaze we pause to watch the crisp leave ...
... To weary Teuton and to hopeless Gaul Welcome alike, descend Brief with thy epilogue the curtain's fall The ghastly drama's end The conquerors filing off mid clash and roll Of arms an ...