FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
39
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Lonesome-Devil
Ever see the lonesome-devil?
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
42
Elliott C. Lincoln
Mysteries
Me an' Red, we heard Joe talkin' with his girl, when they wuz walkin'.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
44
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Chinook
Last night we shivered when we went to bed.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
46
Elliott C. Lincoln
Morning in the Bottom
The valley floor is emerald dusk, But the leaves flutter and sing.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
47
Elliott C. Lincoln
Harvest Hands
When the ripe wheat billows, an' the broad fields shimmer.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
49
Elliott C. Lincoln
Old Trails
We used to ride on open trails, When the range was wide, and the land was new.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
50
Elliott C. Lincoln
In Protest
My calico cayuse stamps the floor; An' whinnies, an' gets his grain.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
51
Elliott C. Lincoln
Spring Fever
It's hard to tell jest what I want -- An auto, maybe, or a yacht.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
52
Elliott C. Lincoln
Lodge-Stones
Once a Blackfoot village lay along the sunny coulee bottom.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
54
Elliott C. Lincoln
His Saddle
She's a tough ol' center-fire, an' she's black with sweat an' dust.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
55
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Third Year
They say my land will bring eight thousand clear.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
57
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Critic
My notion of a holiday; It might seem queer to some.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
59
Elliott C. Lincoln
Overheard in the Smoking Compartment
"Pretty slick, weren't she!
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
63
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Game of Games
Some fellers git their Sunday fun tryin' to make an auto run.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
66
Elliott C. Lincoln
Hope
The boss's daughter is home from school, An', say!
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
68
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Morning Ride
The foothills flood with scarlet and gold, And chilly dawn winds blow.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
70
Elliott C. Lincoln
Day Dreams
'Long about this time of year, when the city's hot.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
71
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Meadowlark
Men say that an old god, Pan, is dead.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
72
Elliott C. Lincoln
A Song of the Trail
Ridin', an' ridin' -- What's the use decidin'.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
73
Elliott C. Lincoln
Temptation
Chet Simms rode over lately fer to say; That he an' Bess, they wanted I should come.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
75
Elliott C. Lincoln
A Song of the Wire Fence
Millions of miles of shining metal threads; Cutting the plain in geometric lines.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
76
Elliott C. Lincoln
Spirits of the Benchland
On the green, soft fields of England the fairies dance at night.
Rhymes of a Homesteader
FC 11 L-08
78
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Old-Timer Remarks
There's fellers that take to this "uplift" stuff; Like kids to a bran-new game.
The Ranch: Poems of the West
FC 11 L-09
1
Elliott C. Lincoln
The June Trail
Kree-e-kuh, chuck-a, Kree-e-kuh, chuck-a, Shufflin' hoofs an' saddle leather.
Pinto
The Ranch: Poems of the West
FC 11 L-09
3
Elliott C. Lincoln
The Girl of the Loneliness
Far from the traveled roads of men our dim trails wind away.
Hills, desert