LET FAME PUT HER TRUMP. Let fame put her trump to the lip of the morn And rouse up the slumbering day; On the wings of the wind be the blast onward borne Till it dies in the ether away. But on the broad hills let it lay And echo the green valley o’er, ThatContinue reading “A Recitation”
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A Dirge
REPORT Of the Committee Appointed by the People to Invite Mr. Cleveland into a “State of Retiracy.” Dirge — “Burial of Sir John Moore.” Not a sigh was heard, not a farewell groan, Though he looked confoundedly flurried; No patriot’s breast was heard to moan, As from the White House he was hurried; He streakedContinue reading “A Dirge”
Doing the Time Warp Again
THE HERO STATESMAN. Air — “The Campbells are Coming.” He comes from the West in the strength of his name, The favored of song and a hero in fame; He’s the people’s own choice and his resting shall be At the side of the brave in the hearts of the free; No more in theContinue reading “Doing the Time Warp Again”
The Dead Elephant
THE ROUGH LOG CABIN. Air — “Rambling Wreck.” I love the rough log cabin, It tells of olden time When a hardy and an honest class Of freemen in their prime, First left their father’s peaceful home Where all was joy and rest, With their axes on their shoulders And sallied for the West. OfContinue reading “The Dead Elephant”
The Velvet Chair in a Log Cabin
LOG CABIN SONG. Air — “Highland Laddie” Oh, where, tell me where, was your Buckeye Cabin made? Oh, where, tell me where, was your Buckeye Cabin made? ‘Twas built among the merry boys who plied the plow and spade, Where the Log Cabin stood in the bonnie Buckeye shade. Chorus — ‘Twas built, etc.Continue reading “The Velvet Chair in a Log Cabin”
JAMES D. MACDONALD 