Ambrose Bierce Poems
|401.||A Dampened Ardor||9/27/2012|
|402.||To The Bartholdi Statue||5/9/2001|
|403.||A Fair Division||9/28/2012|
|404.||A Ballad Of Pikeville||9/27/2012|
|406.||A Study In Gray||9/29/2012|
|409.||A Cheating Preacher||9/27/2012|
|413.||Matter For Gratitude||4/20/2010|
|414.||A Career In Letters||9/27/2012|
|415.||A Bad Night||9/27/2012|
|416.||A 'Born Leader Of Men'||9/27/2012|
|417.||The Valley Of Dry Bones||4/20/2010|
|418.||The Hesitating Veteran||4/20/2010|
|422.||A Bit Of Science||9/27/2012|
|423.||General B.F. Butler||4/20/2010|
|425.||Adair Welcker, Poet||4/20/2010|
|428.||A Wreath Of Immortelles||4/20/2010|
|429.||At The Close Of The Canvass||4/20/2010|
|433.||With A Book||5/9/2001|
|434.||The Day Of Wrath / Dies Iræ||4/20/2010|
Comments about Ambrose Bierce
Once I dipt into the future far as human eye could see,
And I saw the Chief Forecaster, dead as any one can be--
Dead and damned and shut in Hades as a liar from his birth,
With a record of unreason seldome paralleled on earth.
While I looked he reared him solemnly, that incandescent youth,
From the coals that he'd preferred to the advantages of truth.
He cast his eyes about him and above him; then he wrote
On a slab of thin asbestos what I venture here to quote--
For I read it in the rose-light of the everlasting glow:
'Cloudy; variable ...
The pig is taught by sermons and epistles
To think the God of Swine has snout and bristles.