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Anonymous Poems

  • Twa Corbies
    As I was walking all alane
    I heard twa corbies making a mane;
    The tane unto the t'other say,
    "Where sall we gang and dine to-day?" ...
  • Midnight Special
    If you evah go to Houston,
    You better walk right;
    You better not gamble
    And you better not fight. ...
  • The Wakening, John Attye's First Book Of Airs
    ON a time the amorous Silvy
    Said to her shepherd, 'Sweet, how do ye?
    Kiss me this once and then God be with ye,
       My sweetest dear! ...
  • Old English Riddle
    My dress is silent when I tread the ground
    Or stay at home or stir upon the waters.
    Sometimes my trappings and the lofty air
    Raise me above the dwelling-place of men, ...
  • Lord Randall
    "Oh where ha'e ye been, Lord Randall, my son!
    And where ha'e ye been, my handsome young man!"
    "I ha'e been to the wild wood: mother, make my bed soon,
    For I'm wearied wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down." ...
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  • Musthavecrypto: systems that use pseudonyms aren't completely anonymous since you can correlate transactions that are associated with the same pseudonym and so if any of these transactions leaks the identity of the person, then the remaining transactions can be tied to this identity as well
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Carl Sandburg Poem
House
 by Carl Sandburg

TWO Swede families live downstairs and an Irish policeman upstairs, and an old soldier, Uncle Joe.
Two Swede boys go upstairs and see Joe. His wife is dead, his only son is dead, and his two daughters in Missouri and Texas don't want him around.
The boys and Uncle Joe crack walnuts with a hammer on the bottom of a flatiron while the January wind howls and the zero air weaves laces on the window glass.
Joe tells the Swede boys all about Chickamauga and Chattanooga, how the Union soldiers crept in rain somewhere a dark night and ran forward and killed many Rebels, took flags, held a hill, and won a victory told about in the histories in school.
Joe takes a piece of carpenter's chalk, draws lines on the floor and piles stove wood to show where six regiments were slaughtered climbing a slope.
'Here they went' and 'Here they went,' says Joe, and the January wind howls and the zero air weaves laces on the window glass.
The two Swede boys go downstairs with a big blur of guns, men, and hills in their heads. They eat herring and potatoes and tell the family war is a wonder and soldiers are a wonder.
One breaks out with a cry at supper: I wish we had a war now and I could be a soldier.
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