41. The Man He Killed
Famous Poem
Had he and I but met
By some old ancient inn,
We should have set us down to wet
Right many a nipperkin!
Famous Poem
Had he and I but met
By some old ancient inn,
We should have set us down to wet
Right many a nipperkin!
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How blue are the eyes of my darling
And warm are her lips ruby red.
How white are her arms of enchantment
That beckon me into her bed.
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Listen
Listen to the distant drums.
Listen to the bugles calls.
Famous Poem
Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow!
Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force,
Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation,
Into the school where the scholar is studying,
Here's a friendly little greeting
Just to welcome you back home,
You serve your country admirably
As so far and wide you roam.
Hello Pauline,
You've penned a caring and heartfelt poem. I'm very
touched by it. My very best wishes for the contest.
Famous Poem
O say can you see, by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hail’d at the twilight’s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight
O’er the ramparts we watch’d were so gallantly streaming?