The Trail to Boyland: And Other Poems

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Bobbs-Merrill Company, 1904 - 163 Seiten

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Seite 162 - So he drove out the man: and he placed at the east of the garden of Eden cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the way of the tree of life.
Seite 96 - Your flag and my flag! And, oh, how much it holds — Your land and my land — Secure within its folds ! Your heart and my heart Beat quicker at the sight; Sun-kissed and wind-tossed — Red and blue and white.
Seite 133 - And God saw their works, that they turned from their evil way; and God repented of the evil that he had said that he would do unto them; and he did it not.
Seite 97 - The good forefather's dream; Sky-blue and true blue, with stars to gleam aright — The gloried guidon of the day; a shelter through the night. Your Flag and my Flag! And, oh, how much it holds — Your land and my land — Secure within its folds!
Seite 96 - Your flag and my flag ! And, oh, how much it holds — Your land and my land — Secure within its folds. Your heart and my heart Beat quicker at the sight ; Sun-kissed and wind-tossed — Bed and blue and white. The one flag — the great flag — the flag for me and you — Glorified all else beside — the red and white and blue...
Seite 78 - Now, which one shall it be ? I'll sell you tickets either way — To Kokomo or Kankakee." And still I really did not know — I thought it might be Kokomo. At any rate, I took a chance ; He struck his stamp-machine a blow And I, a toy of circumstance, Was ticketed for Kokomo. Upon the train I wondered still If all was right as it should be. Some mystic warning seemed to fill My mind with thoughts of Kankakee. The car-wheels clicked it out : "Now, he Had better be for Kankakee !" Until at last it...
Seite 153 - And I have given you a land for which ye did not labour, and cities which ye built not, and ye dwell in them; of the vineyards and oliveyards which ye planted not do ye eat.
Seite 20 - SHHH My maw — she's upstairs in bed, An' It's there wif her. It's all bundled up and red — Can't nobody stir; Can't nobody say a word Since It come to us. Only thing 'at I have heard, 'Ceptin
Seite 47 - Her hair all black an' gleamin', or a glowin' mass o' gold — An' still th' tale o' beauty isn't more th'n half way told. There ain'ta word that tells it ; all description it defies — .Th' motherlook that lingers in a happy woman's eyes. A woman's eyes will sparkle in her innocence an' fun, Or snap a warnin' message to th
Seite 20 - Nen chimb on the bed. Was she glad to see me ? Pshaw ! ''Shhh" — 'at's what she said. 'Nen It blinked an' tried to see — 'Nen I runned away Out to my old apple-tree, Where no one could say "Shhh." 'Nen I lay down on the ground An' say 'at I just wish I was big. An' there's a sound — 'At old tree says, "Shhh.

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