Anonymous Americas

(1000-1950 / United States)

Anonymous Americas Poems

1. I Saw Three Ships 1/1/2004
2. The Man In The Glass 4/5/2010
3. God And The Soldier 1/1/2004
4. A Son Of A Gun 4/5/2010
5. Ubi Sunt Qui Ante Nos Fuerunt? 1/1/2004
6. O Death, O Death, Rock Me Asleep 1/1/2004
7. A Riddle 4/5/2010
8. Adam Lay Ibounden 1/1/2004
9. Taps 4/5/2010
10. The Two Sisters 1/1/2004
11. Blow, Northern Wind 1/1/2004
12. By And By 4/5/2010
13. A Jest Of Robin Hood 4/5/2010
14. A Song For Freedom 4/5/2010
15. The Navajo Night Way Ceremony 4/5/2010
16. Alysoun 1/1/2004
17. Aladdin 4/5/2010
18. A Woman's Complaint 4/5/2010
19. Away Down South In The Land Of Traitors 4/5/2010
20. A Cattleman's Prayer 4/5/2010
21. Beauty Sat Bathing By A Spring 4/5/2010
22. A Classroom Assignment 4/5/2010
23. Another Yankee Doodle 4/5/2010
24. A Sonnet Upon The Pitiful Burning Of The Globe Playhouse In 1/1/2004
25. Amusing Trial, In Which A Yankee Lawyer Rendered A Just Verdict. 4/5/2010
26. Hellbound Train 4/5/2010
27. Friendship 4/5/2010
28. Ay Me, Ay Me, I Sigh The Scythe A-Field 4/5/2010
29. At Liberty I Sit And See 4/5/2010
30. Roll Me Over 1/1/2004
31. 1919 4/5/2010
32. Angelica The Doorkeeper 1/1/2004
33. At Liberty I Sit And See 1/1/2004
34. Burnside 4/5/2010
35. Eulogy For A Veteran 4/5/2010
36. A Soldier's Dream 4/5/2010
37. The Slave-Auction--A Fact 4/5/2010
38. Your Dimension Of Greatness 4/6/2010
39. The Forsaken Bride 1/1/2004
40. Jesse James 4/5/2010
Best Poem of Anonymous Americas

I Saw Three Ships

I saw three ships come sailing in
On Christmas day, on Christmas day;
I saw three ships come sailing in
On Christmas day in the morning.
And what was in those ships all three,
On Christmas day, on Christmas day?
And what was in those ships all three,
On Christmas day in the morning?
Our Saviour Christ and his lady,
On Christmas day, on Christmas day;
Our Saviour Christ and his lady,
On Christmas day in the morning.
Pray whither sailed those ships all three,
On Christmas day, on Christmas day?
Pray whither...

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The Bells Of Hell

The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling
For you but not for me:
And the little devils how they sing-a-ling-a-ling
For you but not for me.
O death, where is thy sting-a-ling-a-ling,
O Grave, thy victor-ee?
The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling,
For you but not for me.

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