Riley, James Whitcomb, 1849-1916, Vawter, Will, 1871-1941 · New York : Charles Scribner's Sons · leaf 52
ments the enemy can send !—And then I know my wits will go,—and where I should nH be—Well, there s the spot, in any fight, that you may search for me.So, when our foes have had their fill. Though I m among the dying.To see The Old Flag flying still,I 11 laugh to leave her flying ! I want to he a… … ^^^ A BIG, HOLLOW, OLD OAK-TREK, WHICH HADBEEN BLOWN DOWN BY A STORM. EXTREMES A LITTLE boy onceplayed so loud That the Thunder, up ina thunder-cloud, Said, ^^ Since I cant beheard, why, then
Children's poetry, American
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