'Ave you 'eard o' the Widow at Windsor With a hairy gold crown on 'er 'ead? She 'as ships on the foam - she 'as millions at 'ome, An' she pays us poor beggars in red.

So I'll meet 'im later on At the place where 'e is gone - Where it's always double drill and no canteen. 'E'll be squattin' on the coals Givin' drink to poor d…

When first under fire an' you're wishful to duck, Don't look nor take 'eed at the man that is struck, Be thankful you're livin', and trust to your luck And mar…

You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it; But when it comes to slaughter You will do …

With a long slow stride, limping a little from his blistered feet, Bud walked down Broadway, past empty lots where tin cans glittered among grass and sumach bu…

The very mudsills of society:. We call them slaves:. But I will not characterize that class at the North with that term; but you have it. It is there, it is ev…

Will the people in the cheaper seats clap your hands? And the rest of you, if you'll just rattle your jewelry.