Treasure Island

Ambrose Bierce

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

A Bequest To Music


'Let music flourish!' So he said and died.
Hark! ere he's gone the minstrelsy begins:
The symphonies ascend, a swelling tide,
Melodious thunders fill the welkin wide
The grand old lawyers, chinning on their chins!

Submitted: Thursday, September 27, 2012

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  • Walterrean Salley (4/2/2013 8:12:00 PM)

    The grand old lawyers, chinning on their chins!

    He would have been pleased with the beautiful memorial service. And then there are the lawyers, to wrap everything up. (Report) Reply

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