Ambrose Bierce

(24 June 1842 - 26 December 1913 / Horse Cave Creek, Ohio)

Ambrose Bierce Poems

1. Rimer 5/9/2001
2. The Statesmen 5/9/2001
3. The New Decalogue 5/9/2001
4. To The Bartholdi Statue 5/9/2001
5. Adair Welcker, Poet 4/20/2010
6. Convalescent 4/20/2010
7. General B.F. Butler 4/20/2010
8. Matter For Gratitude 4/20/2010
9. Montefiore 4/20/2010
10. Politics 4/20/2010
11. In Defense 4/20/2010
12. Presentiment 4/20/2010
13. The Bride 4/20/2010
14. The Death Of Grant 4/20/2010
15. The Key Note 4/20/2010
16. The Mad Philosopher 4/20/2010
17. The Passing Show 4/20/2010
18. 'A Literary Method' 9/27/2012
19. 'Black Bart, Po8' 9/27/2012
20. An 'Exhibit' 9/27/2012
21. 'Peaceable Expulsion' 9/27/2012
22. 'Phil' Crimmins 9/27/2012
23. A 'scion Of Nobility' 9/27/2012
24. The 'Viduate Dame' 9/27/2012
25. Ad Cattonum 9/27/2012
26. The Aesthetes 9/27/2012
27. The American Party 9/27/2012
28. An Anarchist 9/27/2012
29. Arthur Mcewen 9/27/2012
30. Aspirants Three 9/27/2012
31. Arboriculture 9/27/2012
32. At The 'National Encampment' 9/27/2012
33. At The Close Of The Canvass 9/27/2012
34. A Ballad Of Pikeville 9/27/2012
35. The Barking Weasel 9/27/2012
36. Bats In Sunshine 9/27/2012
37. Beecher 9/27/2012
38. A Bequest To Music 9/27/2012
39. Bereavement 9/27/2012
40. Bimetalism 9/27/2012
Best Poem of Ambrose Bierce

Freedom

Freedom, as every schoolboy knows,
Once shrieked as Kosciusko fell;
On every wind, indeed, that blows
I hear her yell.

She screams whenever monarchs meet,
And parliaments as well,
To bind the chains about her feet
And toll her knell.

And when the sovereign people cast
The votes they cannot spell,
Upon the pestilential blast
Her clamors swell.

For all to whom the power's given
To sway or to compel,
Among themselves apportion Heaven
...

Read the full of Freedom

The Statesmen

How blest the land that counts among
Her sons so many good and wise,
To execute great feats of tongue
When troubles rise.

Behold them mounting every stump,
By speech our liberty to guard.
Observe their courage--see them jump,
And come down hard!

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