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Riding An Avalanche Riding An Avalanche

Riding An Avalanche
With our Canadian snow shoes, O'er snow you walk where'er you choose, But on long shoes Norwegian They are like narrow toboggan. And all your movements you control By the aid of a stout long pole, With it you balance or propel But we show now what once befell. Two miners full of pluck and game, Wished to locate a mining claim, On a high steep mountain crest... Poems - Post by : elisandro - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 2730

Baby Darling Baby Darling

Baby Darling
A miner in California mine, For his distant home he did repine, In a far off Eastern state, Where did live his own dear mate. And one great source of all his joy, His little darling baby boy, One night to drive his cares away To concert hall his footsteps stray. And loud resounding o'er the hall, He heard a little boy squall, The sweetest music he e'er heard,... Poems - Post by : kostas - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 2155

Duck And Oyster Duck And Oyster

Duck And Oyster
Once on a time there lived a duck, And by its fishing it did thrive; So one day it longed to suck An oyster and for one did dive. The oyster near shore lay open, The duck, its gizzard for to fill, Resolved that he would pop in Between the shells his sharp bill. And then he would have glorious treat, But oyster closed... Poems - Post by : robrudd - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 1079

Shoe Black Shoe Black

Shoe Black
Gent on sidewalk held out his foot While boy in gutter brushed his boot, But at this time, how sad, alas, An unruly horse did o'er him pass. The child for friends he sad did lack, They said he was but a shoeblack, Kind hearted man the poor child bore, To a soft cot in back of store. And brought from hospital ward A skilful nurse the lad to guard, She... Poems - Post by : tobjack - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 3500

Lost Son Found Lost Son Found

Lost Son Found
An English ship when homeward bound, Near to its port was shipwrecked found, For it had struck a sunken rock, And was slowly sinking from the shock. In port they quick did man life boat, Which o'er tempestuous sea did float, They rescued all the crew, save one, And were content with what they done. But they had not their captain, Harry, Who on the shore was forced to tarry, And... Poems - Post by : swagreer - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 2842

Good Shot Good Shot

Good Shot
At great reunion of the South, Of those had faced the cannon's mouth, Where each could show a glorious scar He had received in the war. And there was an artillery major, Said he, I am free to wager I fired the best shot in the war, And fame of it was heard afar. The Federals fired at us a shell, And near our battery it fell, It gave us momentary... Poems - Post by : scottmal - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 2186

Gray Hairs Gray Hairs

Gray Hairs
Once on a time a lady quarrelled With the witty Douglass Jerrold, Because that he had been so bold, To hint that she was growing old. She said her hair was dark 'till one day She used an essence turned it gray, O, yes, said he, tincture of time Affects the hair in this our clime.(The end)James McIntyre's poem: Gray Hairs... Poems - Post by : 7474net - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 1930

Little Hero Little Hero

Little Hero
'Mong silver hills of Nevada There is many a wild bravado, Who oft indulge in lawless vice, And there are pearls of great price. Rough hearts, but true at the core, There is the genuine silver ore, But it needs skill of the refiner To find pure gems in the miner. Far from their home two children stray, Among the mountains far away, The eldest of these travellers bold,... Poems - Post by : hyphenator - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 3597

Jackal And Child Jackal And Child

Jackal And Child
In the great Province of Bengal, The scavenger is the Jackal, For it doth love each night to feast, On the carrion of some beast. The stench of which pollutes the air, But to this beast 'tis sweet and fair, Carcass to it is source of wealth, Jackals promote the public health. When the "Seapoys" did rebel, A strange adventure child befell, An English Colonel and his wife,... Poems - Post by : mediae - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 2427

Leach The Engineer Leach The Engineer

Leach The Engineer
The engineer who drives the train, From scalds he oft doth suffer pain, And they are more noble scars, Than hirelings gain in foreign wars. Our hero's name should live forever, Train wrecked in Columbia River, And fatal scalded was Frank Leach, In mid the river far from beach. Heroic deed it should be sung. Though his flesh in ribbons hung, He saw a man who could not swim,... Poems - Post by : jmintuck - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 2633

Child Saved By Dog Child Saved By Dog

Child Saved By Dog
Johnston he is an engineer, He always looks if track is clear, For he hath a keen eagle eye, Danger afar he doth espy. And he hath too a warm true heart, Of others woes he shares a part; One day he gazed far down the line, And a large dog he could define. So eager busy on the track, In mouth it seemed to lift a pack, But it oftentimes... Poems - Post by : aarce - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 1459

Virtues Of A Diamond Ring Virtues Of A Diamond Ring

Virtues Of A Diamond Ring
Of the strange virtues of a ring, In simple strains we now will sing, Brave warrior of ancient France, Where danger was he did advance. But he at last was struck by ball And on the battle field did fall, They dug for him a shallow grave And slightly cover'd warrior brave. But his servant man with warm heart, Loathed with his master thus to part, So he moved soil from... Poems - Post by : bomkeshin - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 3243

Strange Life Preserver Strange Life Preserver

Strange Life Preserver
A sailor he was swept from deck, In minute he seem'd as a speck, Tossing on each briny wave, They feared the sea would be his grave. Though they full quickly launched the boat, They could not see where he did float, He now was a long ways astern, His whereabouts they could not learn. But while he on the waves did toss, He was seized by great Albatross, Who had... Poems - Post by : Will_Hartzell - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 880

Tiger And Elephant Tiger And Elephant

Tiger And Elephant
On Ganges banks roams the tiger, And lion rules by the Niger, Hunter heard shrill cry of peacocks, In Indian jungles go in flocks. And he saw tiger crouch and spring, To crush a bird with beauteous wing, But the tiger missed his aim, And he hung his head with shame. Then there came a mighty crush, Of elephants rush through the bush, The tiger cat-like crouched on ground,... Poems - Post by : Mitmont - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 1623

Whale And Its Foes Whale And Its Foes

Whale And Its Foes
Six hundred miles north of Cape Flattery, On sea there seemed a floating battery, And stream of blood did dye the water, Sailors wondered what was the matter. But they soon saw a great sword fish With its bayonet make a quick rush, Into which proved to be large whale, And thrasher too did it assail. The whale dived deep to save its life, But thrasher eager for the strife, Knew... Poems - Post by : MisterE - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 2399

Snake And Its Young Snake And Its Young

Snake And Its Young
There is a peculiar snake, You might almost call it squatter, It loves to dive in pond or lake, At home on either land or water. But it excited my good dog To see small snakes bask in the sun, Enjoying themselves on a big log, Near into where the water run. But their mother she was watching Her numerous brood on the log,... Poems - Post by : feministchick76 - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 2805

Seal Fishing And Hunting Seal Fishing And Hunting

Seal Fishing And Hunting
Where frosts doth northern bays congeal, There you will find the finest seal, They do pursue them o'er each bay From early dawn till close of day. The Indians display great zeal, Engaged in hunting of the seal, And ladies love for to display Their seal furs from this famous bay. Most precious of all furs is seal, Their flesh is good as finest veal, And the seal it is a... Poems - Post by : danbar - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 2208

Tramp And Fish Tramp And Fish

Tramp And Fish
A hungry tramp did long for dish, And he stole a big bunch of fish, But he full soon did come to grief, He was quick captured as a thief. And brought before the magistrate, So judge he would pronounce his fate, Judge asked him how he came by fish, The thief said for them he did wish, The best fish ever came from brook, I own, my Lord, I did them hook,... Poems - Post by : adamb - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 3084

High In Masonry High In Masonry

High In Masonry
Give me a board so I can trace on How high I have gone as a mason, Said worker on true square cut stone Unto some knights of good St. John. Each one of them could trace with ease The highest Masonic degrees, Tell us how high then you have gone They said to worker on cut stone. Who said to their astonishment To top of Washington monument, I solemnly to... Poems - Post by : cjberry - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 776

Lay Of The Spring Lay Of The Spring

Lay Of The Spring
Let others sing their favourite lay, From early morn till close of day, More useful themes engage our pen, We sing the lay of our good hen. For she doth lay each morn an egg, And it is full and large and big, Abroad she doth never travel, Happy she when scratching gravel. And she loud cackles songs of praise Every morn when e'er she lays, Proud she is when she... Poems - Post by : Jobie - Date : November 2011 - Author : James Mcintyre - Read : 528