To The Typewriter

"Here's to our Goddess, Liberty,     Idol of bronze and stone!     May she awake to life some day     And let her charms be known."

"The Gentle Milk Jug blue and white         I love with all my soul,     She pours herself with all her might         To fill my breakfast bowl."

""OH, say, what is this fearful, wild     In-cor-ri-gible cuss?"     "This crea-ture (don't say 'cuss,' my child;     'T is slang) - this crea-t"

"The Kitten mews outside the Door,          The Cat-bird in the Tree,     The Sea-mew mews upon the Shore,          The Catfish in the Sea."

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"