"A brisk young sailor courted me,
He stole away my liberty,
He won my heart with a free good-will,
He's false, I know, but I love him still...."A cavalry catch
"Up! for the bugles are calling,
Saddle and boot, and away!
Sabres are clanking and lances are glancing,
The colonel is fuming and horses are prancing,..."A cemetery
"This quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies,
And Lads and Girls;
Was laughter and ability and sighing,
And frocks and curls...."|
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