FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Memories of the XIT
FC 11 L-07
24
Rosell Lewis
Purple Mist on the XIT
Purple mist drapes the hilltops, Then down the slanting slopes it drops.
Memories of the XIT
FC 11 L-07
25
Rosell Lewis
Sunset on the XIT
The mid-day hour is long past, Slowly gathering across the west.
Memories of the XIT
FC 11 L-07
26
Rosell Lewis
Twilight Over the XIT
Twilight is falling over the XIT, Purple shadows are growing tall.
Memories of the XIT
FC 11 L-07
27
Rosell Lewis
To the Old XIT Guest Chair
They say you are made of hides and horns, Once you lived and breathed as we.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
3
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Sunflower Road
There's a land of opal mountains, singing creeks, and springing fountains.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
5
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Varmint
Old Bill Hobbs, of the Badger-Track, Hadn't no use fer an automobile.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
6
Elliott C. Lincoln
Angela
Why didn't I come down to the gate; An' speak to Mis' Perkins?
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
11
Elliott C. Lincoln
The White Geranium
My Minnie don't seem like herself of late.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
13
Elliott C. Lincoln
At the Home Station
Folks wuz crowdin' round the station of the Earth an' Heaven Line.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
16
Elliott C. Lincoln
Montana Night
Montana night.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
17
Elliott C. Lincoln
Summer Weather
Front of the Boston Emporium, Waitin' fer Twenty-Four to come.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
19
Elliott C. Lincoln
Mrs. Senator Jones
Would you tell an old pal, Mrs. Senator Jones, If the stuff that he's readin' is true?
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
21
Elliott C. Lincoln
Hills
The mountain range almost illusion seems.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
22
Elliott C. Lincoln
Three A.M.
Big moon swingin' in a velvet sky, White road slitherin' below.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
23
Elliott C. Lincoln
An Evening with Browning
School-marm over the Willer Crick, She ate at our house last night.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
26
Elliott C. Lincoln
Wheel Tracks
A full day's ride from the nearest town.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
27
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Homesteader
Buried up to his ears in debt, Fighting the heat, and cold, and wet.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
28
Elliott C. Lincoln
Rain in the Night
Hesitant fingers tapping on the roof; Arouse a dreamy consciousness of rain.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
29
Elliott C. Lincoln
Ethics
When I'm out with the bunch, in town, I'm jest as tough as I can be.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
30
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Sheep-Herder
"An' comin' home," the boss says, "swing around; Between the butte an' Yeller-Water Crick.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
32
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Spring
The gods of the open showed to me; A crystal world of mystery.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
33
Elliott C. Lincoln
Henry Stubbs
Real bad-men, fightin' drunks, an' such, I ain't a-scared of them a-tall.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
35
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Phonograph
Half-past eight: hear the kitchen clock a-tickin'?
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
37
Elliott C. Lincoln
Wild Geese
At the fall day's ending; Low, gray skies are blending.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
38
Elliott C. Lincoln
Forty Below
Forty below! The dead hills arise; Till their cold fields blend with colder skies.
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