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Anonymous Americas Poems
God and the Soldier
God and the soldier All men adore In time of trouble, And no more;
I Saw Three Ships
I saw three ships come sailing in On Christmas day, on Christmas day; I saw three ships come sailing in On Christmas day in the morning.
A Son Of A Gun
I wish I had a barrel of rum and sugar three hundred pound. I’d put it in the College bell and stir it ‘round and ‘round.
The Man in the Glass
When you get what you want in your struggle for self and the world makes you king for a day Just go to the mirror and look at yourself
Ubi sunt qui ante nos fuerunt?
Were beth they that biforen us weren, Houndes ladden and havekes beren, And hadden feld and wode? The riche levedies in hoere bour,
O Death, O Death, Rock Me Asleep
O Death, O Death, rock me asleep, Bring me to quiet rest; Let pass my weary guiltless ghost Out of my careful breast.
Legs I have got, yet seldom do I walk; I backbite many, yet I never talk: In secret places most I seek to hide me,
Adam Lay Ibounden
Adam lay ibounden, Bounden in a bond. Four thousand winter Thoght he not too long.
The Navajo Night Way Ceremony
In beauty may I walk All day long may I walk Through the returning seasons may I walk Beautifully I will possess again
The Two Sisters
There was twa sisters in a bowr, Edinburgh, Edinburgh There was twa sisters in a bowr, Stirling for ay
Blow, Northern Wind
Blow, northerne wynd, Send thou me my suetyng! Blow, northerne wynd, Blou, blou, blou!
Day is done, gone the sun, From the hills, from the lake,
A Jest Of Robin Hood
Lyth and lystyn, gentilmen, All that nowe be here; Of Litell Johnn, that was the knighes man, Goode myrth ye shall here.
By and By
Was the parting very bitter? Was the hand clasped very tight? Is a storm of tear-drops falling From a face all sad and white?
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
God and the Soldier
God and the soldier
All men adore
In time of trouble,
And no more;
For when war is over
And all things righted,
God is neglected -
The old soldier slighted.