Poem, 7 February 1844
Poem, 7 February 1844
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Unidentified author, Poem, “Buckeyes Lamentation for want of more wives,” [, IL], 7 Feb. 1844; unidentified handwriting; docket in handwriting of ; four pages; JS Office Papers, CHL.
[He’ll lead you on through the broad gate,]
[Which he has opened wide—]
[In solid columns] you shall March
[And enter] side by side
[And no] delay you’ll meet with there
But forward march you shall
For he[’]s not only our Lord Mayor But Lord Lieutenant-Rall
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This is the secret doctrine taught
By Joe and the red rams*— <* & >
Altho in public they deny
But then tis all a sham
they fear the indignation just
of those who have come here
With hands thats clean and honest hearts
To searve the Lord with fear
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Thus all the do slyly teach
and Slyly practice too
And the sage
Wont have untied his shoe
For sure twould be quit[e] impolite
If not a great disgrace
To have a widow sister fair
Spit in a prophets face
But Joe at Snairing beats them all
And as the rest does laugh
For widows poor and orphan Girls
He can ensnaire with chaff
He sets his snairs around for all
And very seldom fails
To catch some thoughtless Pa[r]tridges
Snow Birds or Knight engales [p. [3]]
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TEXT: Top part of page is torn off; missing text supplied from “Buckeye’s Lamentation for Want of More Wives,” Warsaw Message, 7 Feb. 1844, [1].
Warsaw Message. Warsaw, IL. 1843–1844.
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