My VagabondsPress of the Times-Mirror Printing House, 1889 - 134 páginas |
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Ahkoond of Swat amain ancient one-eyed And-it's going Angels arguin Aught of woe beau Behold bless blest breath danced dear doth drops drouth earth equam ire facit erst fain fair Queen Fate Fathers fell festive Ah Goo Five small eggs Flitting For-it's going fought galleon sailing glorious going to rain gold grew grind hand hath heaven Hesperides hone Honor kiss light of heart little Pink Stockings little Pink Stockings-not look maidenly McShaughnessy monkey moonshine mountain mournfully mule never Nevermore Newsboy night o'er old fellow pane peace Pecunia equam ire pillow plain praise province roast beef Robert Wallace saints San José Shook shout Sierra Pine Sighs Alfred Moore sing slept slumbered Smith of San song sorrow soul stood sunset land sunshine swallow swell tale There's Thou Dollar toil twas unto ye unwitting Aught vine ye lande Ye men yett yore
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Página 3 - Francisco, the friar of gray orders, His benison sends from afar, And the saints that dwell over the borders Most faithful of servitors are. Diego contributes his portion To make thy enjoyment complete ; And Buenaventura, good fortune, Doth ever repose at thy feet. Bernardino, the monk of the mountains, Makes humble obeisance as well, And the patron of rivers and fountains Hath come to thy valley to dwell. And I doubt not, fair Queen, if another — Saint Benedict— dwelt in this land, Unable his...
Página 17 - For every use That men require, in reason, of a fire I do commend this wood. But know you that, Beyond the uses here enumerate, There's magic in it ? Wonders, like to which The sorcerers of the East did never work, Shall it perform for you. The time is come When to yourself you take the heart's best choice, An honored wife. And you have chosen well; For she, not lacking in the gentle grace That Nature but bestows on womankind, Has yet the subtler charm that is vouchsafed To those alone of true and...
Página 17 - Doubt not, my friend, That you shall find the fuel sound and good, Quick to the spark and ready in the blaze, To boil the pot and make the kettle sing. Tis likewise fairly suited to the grate (Now the long evenings are a little cool), Yielding its store of sunshine to the roum.
Página 18 - ... prepares above this witching flame Unto your palate shall approve itself Than nectar and ambrosia sweeter far. Into the embers of this mystic fire Gaze you, the while the night is growing old, And (still your wife beside you) there shall be Most wondrous visions to you both revealed. So, pondering on these things, it seemed most fit That I, your boyhood's chosen friend, and still The boon companion of maturer years, Should your Prometheus be; bringing the fire To consecrate your home. God bless...
Página 36 - Now with giant undertone, Like the surf on ocean sands ; While the pine trees whisper low, And the sunset shadows slow Up the vast, gnarled ridges go, To the roseate, far snow ! JOSEPH COOK. A STORY OF CHINESE LOVE. THE festive Ah Goo And Too Hay, the fair— They met, and the two Concluded to pair. They "spooned" in the way That most lovers do, And Ah Goo kissed Too Hay, And Too Hay kissed Ah Goo. Said the festive Ah Goo, As his heart swelled with pride, "Me heap likee you — You heap be my blide.
Página 17 - Accept my offering — a farmer's load — ; The gnarled roots of mesquite and of sage, And boles of mountain oak, torn from the soil With many a blow of mattock and of axe. Such uncouth cordwood is in vogue with us Who dwell upon the mountain side, where erst The scrubby chapperal was all the growth That Nature, in a rugged spirit, gave. And so, in clearing off my foothills...
Página 18 - ... magic in it ? Wonders, like to which The sorcerers of the East did never work, Shall it perform for you. The time is come When to yourself you take the heart's best choice, An honored wife. And you have chosen well; For she, not lacking in the gentle grace That Nature but bestows on womankind, Has yet the subtler charm that is vouchsafed To those alone of true and generous heart. Ensconsed in gown and slippers, sit you down, (Your love beside you), and this magic blaze Shall send a thrill of...
Página 4 - Nature is all but divine; Where the bee stores its crystalline treasure, The mockingbird pipes the day long. And where life is as smooth as the measure That runs through the poet's song. And our Lady, Queen of the Angels, That rulest the valley of bliss, The saints and the holy evangels Salute thee to-night with a kiss. WM. A.