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Book: Ballads of a Bohemian (Book 2)

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  • Clorinda met me on the way
    As I came from the train;
    25 lines, 6 comments
  • Up into the sky I stare;
    All the little stars I see;
    12 lines
  • I dreamed I saw three demi-gods who in a cafe sat,
    And one was small and crapulous, and one was large and fat;
    21 lines
  • Because my overcoat's in pawn,
    I choose to take my glass
    64 lines
  • To rest my fagged brain now and then,
    When wearied of my proper labors,
    16 lines
  • To-day within a grog-shop near
    I saw a newly captured linnet,
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  • He gives me such a bold and curious look,
    That young American across the way,
    67 lines
  • A pencil, sir; a penny -- won't you buy?
    I'm cold and wet and tired, a sorry plight;
    154 lines
  • I'm one of these haphazard chaps
    Who sit in cafes drinking;
    56 lines
  • Up in my garret bleak and bare
    I tilted back on my broken chair,
    32 lines
  • Three gentlemen live close beside me --
    A painter of pictures bizarre,
    56 lines
  • I
    Let others sing of gold and gear, the joy of being rich;
    57 lines
  • I look at no one, me;
    I pass them on the stair;
    135 lines
  • She was a Philistine spick and span,
    He was a bold Bohemian.
    84 lines
  • Her little head just topped the window-sill;
    She even mounted on a stool, maybe;
    64 lines
  • She risked her all, they told me, bravely sinking
    The pinched economies of thirty years;
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