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by Bret Harte | |

What the Bullet sang

 O JOY of creation, 
 To be! 
O rapture, to fly 
 And be free! 
Be the battle lost or won, 
Though its smoke shall hide the sun, 
I shall find my love--the one 
 Born for me! 

I shall know him where he stands 
 All alone, 
With the power in his hands 
 Not o'erthrown; 
I shall know him by his face, 
By his godlike front and grace; 
I shall hold him for a space 
 All my own! 

It is he--O my love! 
 So bold! 
It is I--all thy love 
 Foretold! 
It is I--O love, what bliss! 
Dost thou answer to my kiss? 
O sweetheart! what is this 
 Lieth there so cold?


by Robert William Service | |

A Versemans Apology

 Alas! I am only a rhymer,
I don't know the meaning of Art;
But I learned in my little school primer
To love Eugene Field and Bret Harte.
I hailed Hoosier Ryley with pleasure, To John Hay I took off my hat; These fellows were right to my measure, And I've never gone higher than that.
The Classics! Well, most of them bore me, The Moderns I don't understand; But I keep Burns, my kinsman before me, And Kipling, my friend, is at hand.
They taught me my trade as I know it, Yet though at their feet I have sat, For God-sake don't call me a poet, For I've never been guilty of that.
A rhyme-rustler, rugged and shameless, A Bab Balladeer on the loose; Of saccarine sonnets I'm blameless, My model has been - Mother Goose.
And I fancy my grave-digger griping As he gives my last lodging a pat: "This guy wrote McGrew; 'Twas the best he could do" .
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So I'll go to my maker with that.