Samuel Alfred Beadle Poems

Let us weld the bond of union,
Make the standard stronger still,
Till the fellowship of brothers,
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Sam, the Garbager, had carpet,
And some scraps of office jot,
Optomacy stooped to throw him,
As he passed from lot to lot,
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I stood, when life was full of buoyant hope,
At sunrise, in the vanished years now flown,
With my mother, on that piece of earth that's known
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Think of the price of liberty,
Think of the lash and slavery,
Of lynch rule and its massacre
And strike for equal rights.
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The real estate assessment roll
Would be but plundering per se,
If still the courts did not control
And hold that deeds convey the fee.
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Long ago, when evening's twilight,
Came vermilion, touched with gold,
Save where nature penciled shadows
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They'll bring when we are dead, perchance,
Some flowers from their garden, friend;
And place them where Time's cruel lance
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There is a calm and solemn air
Along the road, by garden fair,
By rushing stream, and ev'rywhere
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Love is homeless in a palace and in company is lone;
She's a vagabond in riches, and a vassal on a throne,
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A sire and youth went out upon a jaunt,
Along a course as old, 'tis said, as time;
The scene was varied, beautiful, sublime;
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