[Editor: This poem by Will Ogilvie was published in The Bulletin Reciter, 1901.] A Scotch Night. If you chance to strike a gathering of half-a-dozen friends When the drink is Highland whusky or some chosen Border blends, And the room is full of speirin’ and the gruppin’ of brown han’s, And the talk is all […]
The Murder-Night [poem by Hugh McCrae]
[Editor: This poem by Hugh McCrae was published in The Bulletin Reciter, 1901.] The Murder-Night. The tree-frogs sing in the rain. The stars are caught in the pines, The wind has fled up the lane, And a sick man’s window shines. A loose horse neighs at the night, A housed horse stamps in his stall […]
The Last Bullet [poem by John Farrell]
[Editor: This poem by John Farrell was published in The Bulletin Reciter, 1901.] The Last Bullet. Since the first human eyes saw the first timid stars break through heaven, and shine, Surely never a man has bowed under the cross of a curse such as mine; They of all the dead millions of millions whose […]