More quotes by James Thomas Fields
"I’m an owl; you’re another. Sir Critic, good day."
And the barber kept on shaving.
Oh, to be home again, home again, home again!
Under the apple-boughs, down by the mill!
"Paint me as I am," said Cromwell,
"Rough with age and gashed with wars;
Show my visage as you find it,
Less than truth my soul abhors."
On a Portrait of Cromwell. In Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)
The skipper stormed and tore his hair,
Hauled on his boots and roared at Marden—
"Nantucket's sunk and here we are
Right over old Marm Hackett’s garden!"
Rally round the flag, boys—
Give it to the breeze!
That's the banner that we bore
On the land and seas.
Brave hearts are under it,
Let the traitors brag,
Gallant lads, fire away!
And fight for the flag.
Their flag is but a rag—
Ours is the true one;
Up with the Stars and Stripes!
with the new one!
Let our colors fly, boys—
Guard them day and night;
For victory is liberty,
And God will bless the right.
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