The Organ Boy's Appeal

Little Billee
The End of the Play
Vanitas Vanitatum




BALLADS.



THE CHRONICLE OF THE DRUM.

PART I.


At Paris, hard by the Maine barriers,
Whoever will choose to repair,
Midst a dozen of wooden-legged warriors
May haply fall in with old Pierre.
On the sunshiny bench of a tavern
He sits and he prates of old wars,
And moistens his pipe of tobacco
With a drink that is named after Mars.

The beer makes his tongue run the quicker,
And as long as his tap never fails,
Thus over his favorite liquor