Franklin P. Adams
Franklin Pierce Adams was an American columnist, well known by his initials F.P.A., and wit, best known for his newspaper column, "The Conning Tower", and his appearances as a regular panelist on radio's Information Please. A prolific writer of light verse, he was a member of the Algonquin Round Table of the 1920s and 1930s.
New York newspaper columnist
Adams was born Franklin Leopold Adams to Moses and Clara Schlossberg Adams in Chicago on November 15, 1881. He changed his middle name to "Pierce" when he was confirmed at age 13. Adams graduated from the Armour Scientific Academy in 1899, attended the University of Michigan for one year and worked in... more »
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Franklin P. Adams Poems
A Ballad of Baseball Burdens
The burden of hard hitting. Slug away Like Honus Wagner or like Tyrus Cobb. Else fandom shouteth: "Who said you could play? Back to the jasper league, you minor slob!"
The Higher Education
(Harvard's prestige in football is a leading factor. The best players in the leading preparatory schools prefer to study at Cambridge, where they can earn fame on the gridiron. They do not care to be identified with Yale and Princeton.--JOE VILA in the Evening Sun.) "Father," began the growing youth, "Your pleading finds me deaf;
Baseball's Sad Lexicon
These are the saddest of possible words: Tinker to Evers to Chance. Trio of Bear-cubs, fleeter than birds, Tinker to Evers to Chance.
How narrow his vision, how cribbed and confined! How prejudiced all of his views! How hard is the shell of his bigoted mind! How difficult he to excuse!
A Psalm of Labouring Life
Tell me not, in doctored numbers, Life is but a name for work! For the labour that encumbers Me I wish that I could shirk.
For something like eleven summers I've written things that aimed to teach Our careless mealy-mouthéd mummers To be more sedulous of speech.
Horace: Book II, Elegy 8 "Eripitur nobis iam pridem cara puella---"
Bon Voyage - And Vice Versa
Propertius: Elegy VIII, Part 1 "Tune igitur demens nec te mea cura moratur?---"
How Do You Tackle Your Work
How do you tackle your work each day? Are you scared of the job you find? Do you grapple the task that comes your way With a confident, easy mind?
A Gotham Garden of Verses
I In summer when the days are hot The subway is delayed a lot;
An Ode In Time of Inauguration
(March 4, 1913) Thine aid, O Muse, I consciously beseech;
Again Endorsing the Lady
Horace: Book II, Elegy 2 "Liber eram et vacuo meditabar vivere lecto--"
Horace: Book I, Ode 19 "Mater sæva Cupidinum"
On the Flight of Time
Horace: Book I, Ode 2 "Tu ne quæsieris, scire nefas, quem, mihi, quem tibi"
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A Ballad of Baseball Burdens
The burden of hard hitting. Slug away
Like Honus Wagner or like Tyrus Cobb.
Else fandom shouteth: "Who said you could play?
Back to the jasper league, you minor slob!"
Swat, hit, connect, line out, goet on the job.
Else you shall feel the brunt of fandom's ire
Biff, bang it, clout it, hit it on the knob -
This is the end of every fan's desire.
The burden of good pitching. Curved or straight.
Or in or out, or haply up or down,
To puzzle him that standeth by the plate,
To lessen, so to speak, his bat-renown:
Like Christy Mathewson or Miner ...