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The Ride Of Jennie Meneal

The Ride of Jennie MeNeal 293-8 Paul Revere was a rider bolu Well has his valorus deed been told; Sheridan’s ride was a glorious one- Often It has been dwelt upon But why should men do all the deeds On which the love of a patriot feeds ? Hearken to me, while I reveal The […]

Down Among Teh Dasies

Down Among teh Dasies 2616 Down among the daiales by the running stream Where the waters rippie soft and low, Sitting wi with my darling in a happy dream, Heedless of the hours that come and go There I ineet my darling every summer day And the leaflets nodding up above Were the only ones […]

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 fears Good-night, dear street Your lights s hine in my window all the […]

Reading The Appointments

Reading the Appointments 4532 I was sitting in a wing slip, near the stern rail, When the Bishop oarne in softly, with a face rene but pale, And a silence indescribably pathetic in its power, Such as might have reigned in heaven then that ”space of half an hour”– Rested on the whole assembly as […]

Blue Eyed Mary

Blue Eyed Mary 1703 “Come, tell me, blue eyed stranger Say whither dost thou roam; O’er this wide world a ranger Hast thou no friends or home? “They called me blue eyed Mary When friends and fortune smiled: But, ah, how fortuner vary! I now am sorrow’s child “Come here; I’ll buy thy flowers And […]

The Song Of The Dancing Dervishes

The Song of the Dancing Dervishes 3933 This is the song that the Dervishes sing As they whirl, as they skirt in a magic ring, As cheek by jowl They holler and howl And prance and dance and whoop and wail Till their lips are pale, In the land of the mad Mad Mullah, As […]

Love Life

Love Life 3702 Oh Love that will not let me go I rest my weary soul in thee, I give thee back the ife I owe That in thy ocean depths its now May richer, fuller be Oh light, that followest all my way, I yield my flickering torch to thee My heart restores its […]

Grin And Bear It

Grin and Bear It 2823 My Uncle Si, a strange old chap, Would never fret or worry: He jogged along good naturedly, An’ didn’t rush or hurry Remember when I’d stub my toe He’d say: “My boy, don’t care-it Soon’ll get all well again- Just grin a bit an’ bear it No matter what it […]

The Wee Pink Shoe

THE WEE PINK SHOE 2612 Naught but a little wee pink shoe, A thuy half worn number “two!” As color faded, palen with years, Stained here and there with taint of tears Naught but a little wee pink shoe That I in bitter anguish threw In secret bottom drawer one day When skles were desolate […]

Isle Of Beauty

Isle of Beauty 2345 Shades of evening close not o’er us Leave our lonely barque awhile: Morn, alas, will not restore Da Yonder oim and distant isle Still my fancy can discover Sunny spots where friends may dwell; Darker shadows round us hover Isle of Beauty, “fare thee well” “Tis the hour when happy faces […]

Song Of The Snow Bird

Song of the Snow Bird 3363 The ground was all covered with snow one day, And two little sisters were busy at A now bird was sitting close by on play: n tree And merrily singing his chick-a-de-de He had not been singing that tune very long Ere Emily heard him, so loud was that […]

As The Optimist Sees It

As the Optimist Sees It 2613, The is not wholly false; beneath the sured and wrong The gorgeous trappings of a wasteful The great heart of the world beats sure and strong And, as of old, love girds men for the fray The pessimist may preach his dreary creed, But somewhere in the darkness and […]

As Children Do

AS CHILDREN DO 4099 Sometimes, when night is creeping down And all the world about is dim, And he must go to Sleepytown, You lie down at the side of him And whisper soothing little things In childish words, such as you frame To tell the sound of beetje wlugs And how the firefly gets […]

A Relapse

A Relapse 2977 Within the city’s din and dust, Its heat and toil and friction, I dwelt, as many mortals must, Till saddened with affliction I called a doctor, one I knew To be a skilled reliever Of human ills; said he, “Sir, you Are stricken with hay fever !” Then to a cool resort […]

A Wish

A Wish 518-2 “Be my fairy, mother; Grant me a wish to-day,—- Something as well in the sunshine As when the rain drops play” “And if I were a fairy, With but one wish to spare, What should I give thee, darling, To quiet thine earnest prayer?” “I’d like a little brook, mother, All for […]

Folded Hands

Folded Hands 3991 Pale, withered hands, that more than four-score yearn Had wrought for others, soothed the hurt of Rocked children’s cradles, cessed the fever’s smart, Dropped balm of lovin many an aching heart, Now attrien folded like wan ross leaves pressed, Above the know and alience of her breitet, In mute appeal they told […]

Evening On The Prairie

Evening On The Prairie Mary D McFadden 13 Tonight, dear heart, when the smoke hangs low Between my eyes and the sunset’s glow My heart turns back from the futile town, To the plains, where the dusk comes setting down Over the prairie we used to know And once again round the prairle’s rlm, I’ […]

Lyon

Lyon 3305 Sing, birds, on green Missouri’s plain, The saddest songs of sorrow, Drop tears, oh, clouds of gentlest rain, Ye from the winds can borrow; Breathe out, ye winds, your softest sigh, Weep flowers of dewy splendor For hiin who knew well how to die, But never to surrender Up rose serene the August […]

The Brick Schoolhouse On The Hill

The Brick Schoolhouse on the Hill 4575 On a hill in old NewHampshire Stands the schoolhouse on the hill Where we boys and girls went onward To learn to read, write, and spell The lessons that were taught us Seem’d awful hard to learn, And oftentimes we thought That it’s of no use to learn […]

The Aweful Bonanza

The 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, ” said “Billy” Burke, the sire, “a the drawing of the cork” Appro priately […]