Give me the scorn of the stars and… Wail of the pines and a wind with… Night and a trail unknown and a he… Give me to live and love in the ol… A soldier’s billet at night and a…

Sitting in the dentist’s chair, Wishing that I wasn’t there, To forget and pass the time I have made this bit of rhyme. I had a rendez—vous at ten;

Never knew Jim, did you? Our boy… Bless you, there was the likely la… Supple and straight and long of li… Clean as a whistle, and just as gl… Always laughing, wasn’t he, dad?

To buy for school a copy—book I asked my Dad for two—pence; He gave it with a gentle look, Although he had but few pence. 'Twas then I proved myself a croo…

I opened wide the bath—room door, And all at once switched on the li… When moving swift across the floor I saw a streak of ebon bright: Then quick, with slipper in my han…

For oh, when the war will be over We’ll go and we’ll look for our de… We’ll go when the bee’s on the clo… And the plume of the poppy is red: We’ll go when the year’s at its ga…

Oh the wife she tried to tell me t… Of a wood—pecker a—rapping on the… And she thought that I was foolin… Of the mustering of legions, and ’… ‘Twas calling me to pull my freigh…

The Greatest Writer of to—day (With Maupassant I almost set him… Said to me in a weary way, The last occasion that I met him: “Old chap, this world is more and…

A father’s pride I used to know, A mother’s love was mine; For swinish husks I let them go, And bedded with the swine. Since then I’ve come on evil days

And when I come to the dim trail—… I who have been Life’s rover, This is all I would ask, my frien… Over and over and over: A little space on a stony hill

Dames should be doomed to dungeons Who masticate raw onions. She was the cuddly kind of Miss A man can love to death; But when I sought to steal a kiss

I deem that there are lyric days So ripe with radiance and cheer, So rich with gratitude and praise That they enrapture all the year. And if there is a God b\above,

Men of the High North, the wild s… Islands of opal float on silver se… Swift splendors kindle, barbaric,… Pale ports of amber, golden argosi… Ringed all around us the proud pea…

It’s easy to fight when everything… And you’re mad with the thrill and… It’s easy to cheer when victory’s… And wallow in fields that are gory… It’s a different song when everyth…