I cannot flap a flag Or beat a drum; Behind the mob I lag With larynx dumb; Alas! I fear I’m not

From torrid heat to frigid cold I’ve rovered land and sea; And now, with halting heart I hol… My grandchild on my knee: Yet while I’ve eighty years all t…

So easy 'tis to make a rhyme, That did the world but know it, Your coachman might Parnassus cli… Your butler be a poet. Then, oh, how charming it would be

I wanted the gold, and I sought i… I scrabbled and mucked like a slav… Was it famine or scurvy—I fought… I hurled my youth into a grave. I wanted the gold, and I got it—

I never killed a bear because I always thought them critters was So kindo’ cute; Though round my shack they often c… I’d raise my rifle and take aim,

Treat ‘Em Rough First time I dared propose, A callow lad was I; I donned my Sunday clothes, I wore my Old School Tie.

Familiarity some claim Can breed contempt, So from it let it be your aim To be exempt. Let no one exercise his brawn

They must not wed the Doctor said… For they were far from strong, And children of their marriage bed Might not live overlong. And yet each eve I saw them pass

When from my fumbling hand the tir… And in the twilight weary droops m… While to my quiet heart a still vo… Calls me to join my kindred of the… Grant that I may, O Lord, ere re…

I’m dead. Officially I’m dead. Their hope i… How long I stood as missing! Now,… ; & nbsp; &n… Look in my face —no likeness can y…

The world is sadly sick, they say, And plagued by woe and pain. But look! How looms my garden gay… With blooms in golden reign! With lyric music in the air,

Although my blood I’ve shed In war’s red wrath, Oh how I darkly dread Its aftermath! Oh how I fear the day

No man can be a failure if he thin… he may not own his roof—tree overh… He may be on his uppers and have h… (Financially speaking —in the red) He may have chronic shortage to re…

Hurrah! I’m off to Finistere, to… My satchel’s swinging on my back,… I’ve twenty louis in my purse, I… And so I’m starting out to—day to… I’ll go alone and glorying, with o…

At school I never gained a prize, Proving myself the model ass; Yet how I watched the wistful eye… And cheered my mates who topped th… No envy in my heart I found,