'49, the Gold-seeker of the Sierras |
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Page 70 - The gold that with the sunlight lies In bursting heaps at dawn, The silver spilling from the skies At night to walk upon, The diamonds gleaming in the dew He never saw, he never knew. He got some gold, dug from the mud, Some silver, crushed from stones; But the gold was red with dead men's blood, The silver black with groans; And when he died he moaned aloud "They'll make no pocket in my shroud.
Page 68 - Where the rabbits play, Where the quail all day Pipe on the chaparral hill; A few more days, And the last of us lays His pick aside and all is still.
Page 58 - We are wreck and stray, We are cast away, Poor battered old hulks and spars; But we hope and pray On the judgment day, We shall strike it up in the stars.
Page 69 - Tho' battered and old, Our hearts are bold, Yet oft do we repine; For the days of old, For the days of gold, For the days of forty-nine.
Page 68 - We have worked our claims, We have spent our gold, Our barks are astrand on the bars ; We are battered and old, Yet at night we behold, Outcroppings of gold in the stars. Chorus — Tho...
Page 133 - PURE GOLD. What though on peril's front you stand ? What though through lone and lonely ways, With dusty feet, with horny hand, You toil unfriended all the days, And die at last of man's dispraise ? Would you have chosen ease, and so Have shunned the fight ? God honored you With trust of weighty work. And oh ! The Captain of the Heavens knew His trusted soldier would prove true. THE "Vigilantes make short work of what they take in hand. A few hours for prayer, farewells, and that is all they allow...
Page 133 - What though on perifs front you stand? What though through lone and lonely ways, With dusty feet, with horny hand. You trudge unfriended all the days, And die at last of man's dispraise? Would you have chosen ease, and so Have shunned the fight? God honored you With trust of weighty work. And oh! The Captain of the Heavens knew His trusted soldier would prove true. The Vigilantes make short work of what they take in hand. A few hours for prayer, farewells, and that is all they allow to those whom...
Page 75 - Over the mountains and down by the sea, A dear old mother sits waiting for me; Waiting for me, waiting for me — A dear old mother sits waiting for me. "Awaiting long and awaiting late Is a sweet-faced girl at the garden gate; Over the mountains and down by the sea A sweet-faced girl is waiting for me.
Page 86 - So it were best That we should rest, that she should rest. I think we then shall all be glad, At least I know we are not now ; Not one. And even Earth, somehow, Seems growing old and over-sad. Then fold your hands ; for it were best That we should rest, that she should rest.