- Pro Deo Et Patria
Silent yet fiercely the battle is raging;
Blood is not flowing, but poison is spread;
Freedom and slavery madly are waging
A war that will last till its cause shall be dead.
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- To Ethel
So you think you will be a Scotch lassie;
The braw Hieland lad in a kilt
Has taken your fancy, dear, has he?
And you, too, would be clad in a "tilt."
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- Dear Little Ethel
Dear little Ethel,
Child that I love,
Come, as an angel,
Down from above.
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- Flossie
I know a maiden, scarce thirteen,
A sweet and gentle maid,
With dignified and graceful mien,
And manner calm and staid.
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- Visions
I.
THE NEW RESOLVE.
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