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Title: Ballads of life
Year: 1886 (1880s)
Authors: Ward, J. H. (from old catalog) Hardt, Thomas. (from old catalog)
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Publisher: Salt Lake City, Utah, J. H. Parry & co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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breast high. And tried to break the way. i6 . BALLADS OF LIFE. And then her voice was lost again.I called and shouted, all in vain;And, Joe, I think my own weak brain Was crazed — I couldnt tell— Leastwise, I took that fiddle, Joe,And in the storm I drew the bow,And played it — how Ill never know — That tune she loved so well! And didnt she answer, singin, too!And comin toward me straight and true!I played the old tune squarely through. Until she touched my hand!Until she sank upon my breast,Poor, frozen girl! Von know the rest.My Betsy died—they say twas best, Ive tried to understand! Not any sum in solid gold Would buy that fiddle cracked and old, Because its voice so surely told My Betsy where to go.Ah, well! may be she sings that songUp i/iere where people dont go wrong;But, Joe, Im tired; Ive watched so long That grave beneath the snow.. March, 1S67. SLEEP OF THE SIX HUNDRED. Oer their devoted head.While the words thundered,Snugly and heedlessly Snored the six hundred.
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Boldly he spoke and well,All on deaf ears it fell,Vain was his loudest yell,Volleyd and thundered. BALLADS OF LIFE. 19 Great was the preachers theme,Screwed on was all his scheme;Neither with shout nor screamCould he disturb the dreamOf the six hundred. Terrors to right of them,.Terrors to left of them,Terrors in front of them,.Hell itself plunderedOf its most awful things,All those unlawful thingsWeak-minded preachers flingAt the dumbfounded. Boldly he spoke and well,All on deaf ears it fell,\ain was his loudest yell, Volleyd and thundered;For caring — the truth to tell-Neither for heaven nor hell, Snord the six hundred. Still with redoubled zeal, Still he spoke onward —And in the wild appeal,Striking with hand and heel,Making the pulpit reel. Shaken and sundered;Called them the Churchs foes.Threatened with endless woes;Faintly the answer rose —Proof of their sweet repose —From the united noseOi the six hundred.. BALLADS OF LIFE. 1871. L ENVOL Sermons of near an hour,Too much

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