- 1. Our Army Of The Dead
By the edge of the Atlantic, where the waves of Freedom roar,
And the breezes of the ocean chant a requiem to the shore,
On the Nation's eastern hill-tops, where its corner-stone was laid,
On the mountains of New England, where our fathers toiled and prayed,
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- 2. Death-doomed
They're taking me to the gallows, mother--they mean to hang me high;
They're going to gather round me there, and watch me till I die;
All earthly joy has vanished now, and gone each mortal hope,--
They'll draw a cap across my eyes, and round my neck a rope;
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- 3. The Editor's Guests
The Editor sat in his sanctum, his countenance furrowed with care,
His mind at the bottom of business, his feet at the top of a chair,
His chair-arm an elbow supporting, his right hand upholding his head,
His eyes on his dusty old table, with different documents spread:
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- 4. Apple-blossoms
Underneath an apple-tree
Sat a maiden and her lover;
And the thoughts within her he
Yearned, in silence, to discover.
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- 5. How We Kept The Day.
I.
The great procession came up the street,
With clatter of hoofs and tramp of feet;
There was General Jones to guide the van,
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- 6. Tom Was Goin' For A Poet.
The Farmer Discourses of his Son.
Tom was goin' for a poet, an' said he'd a poet be;
One of these long-haired fellers a feller hates to see;
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- 7. Up The Line.
Through blinding storm and clouds of night,
We swiftly pushed our restless flight;
With thundering hoof and warning neigh,
We urged our steed upon his way
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- 8. Out O' The Fire.
[As Told in 1880.]
Year of '71, children, middle of the fall,
On one fearful night, children, we well-nigh lost our all.
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