For Wounds

O bear me, gods, to some enchanted isle
Where woman's tears can antidote her smile.

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Rebuke

When Admonition's hand essays
Our greed to curse,
Its lifted finger oft displays
Our missing purse.

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Piety

The pig is taught by sermons and epistles
To think the God of Swine has snout and bristles.

Judibras.

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A Bulletin

'Lothario is very low,'
So all the doctors tell.
Nay, nay, not _so_-he will be, though,
If ever he get well.

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Foresight

An 'actors' cemetery'! Sure
The devil never tires
Of planning places to procure
The sticks to feed his fires.

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With a Book

Words shouting, singing, smiling, frowning--
Sense lacking.
Ah, nothing, more obscure than Browning,
Save blacking.

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To Her

O, Sinner A, to me unknown
Be such a conscience as your own!
To ease it you to Sinner B
Confess the sins of Sinner C.

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A Partisan's Protest

O statesmen, what would you be at,
With torches, flags and bands?
You make me first throw up my hat,
And then my hands.

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Prayer [Fear not in any tongue to call]

Fear not in any tongue to call
Upon the Lord-He's skilled in all.
But if He answereth my plea
He speaketh one unknown to me.

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General B.F. Butler

Thy flesh to earth, thy soul to God,
We gave, O gallant brother;
And o'er thy grave the awkward squad
Fired into one another!

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