Around the Boree Log and Other Verses

Synopsis

Oh, stick me in the old caboose this night of wind and rain,

And let the doves of fancy loose to bill and coo again.

I want to feel the pulse of love that warmed the blood like wine;

I want to see the smile above this kind old land of mine.

So come you by your parted ways that wind the wide world through,

And make a ring around the blaze the way we used to do;

The “fountain” on the sooted crane will sing the old, old song

Of common joys in homely vein forgotten, ah, too long.

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