The Norsk Nightingale | Page 8

Olaf,

Yu skol pleese lay down and die."
Like dew on sidevalk falling,
She du me gude, ay guess.
Ay tal her,
"Pleese, Miss Steena,
Vy don't yu answer yes?--
Vy don't yu answer
yes?"
But she yust venk her eye,
And she tal me, "Maester Olaf,

Yu skol pleese lay down and die."
THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE
Yoyfully, yoyfully,
Yoyfully onvard,
In dis har walley of death

Rode the sax hundred!
It ban a cinch, ay tenk,
Some geezer
blundered.
"Hustle, yu Light Brigade!
Yump!" Maester Olson said;

Den in the walley of death
Go the sax hundred.
Cannon on right of dem,
Cannon on left of dem,
Cannon on top of
dem,
Wolleyed and t'undered;

Smashed vith dis shot and shal,

Dey ant do wery val;
Most of dem ketching hal,--
Nearly sax
hundred!
Yes, all dem sabres bare
Flash purty gude in air;
Each faller feel his

hair
Standing. No vonder!
Yudas! It ant ban yob
For any coward
slob,
Fighting dis Russian mob.
Ay tenk ay vudn't stand
Yeneral's
blunder.
Cannon on right of dem,
Cannon on top of dem,
Cannon behind
dem, tu,
Wolleyed and t'undered.
Finally say Captain Brenk,
"Ve
got enuff, ay tenk,
Let's go and getting drenk."
'Bout tventy-sax
com back
Out of sax hundred.
Ven skol deir glory fade?
It ban gude charge dey made,
Every von
vondered.
Every von feeling blue,
'Cause dey ban brave old crew,

Yolly gude fallers, tu,
Dis har sax hundred!
EXCELSIOR
The shades of night ban falling fast,
Ven tru Dakota willage passed

Young faller who skol carry flag
And yell, so loud sum he can brag,
"Excelsior!"
Ay ant know yust vat he skol mean,
But yust lak dis har talk machine

He keep on saying, night and day
(Ay s'pose to passing time avay),
"Excelsior!"
Swen Swenson tal me dis har guy
Ban crazy; den he tal me why.

He say dis faller once ban gay
And happy; den he never say
"Excelsior!"
But after while, say Sven, he meet
A chorus girl who look quite sveet,

And marry her, and den find out
Vat making her so plump and
stout--
"Excelsior!"

So now poor faller have to go,
Lak lunatic, tru ice and snow.
He
tenk about his old girl May,
And dis ban all vich he can say--
"Excelsior!"
MORTALITY
Vat for should dis spirit of mortal ban proud?
Man valk round a
minute, and talk purty loud;
Den doctor ban coming, and say, "Ay
can't save."
And man have to tak running yump into grave.
To-day dis har faller ban svelling around,
His head ban so light dat
his feet ant touch ground.
To-morrow he light vith his face in the
sand,
And hustle lak hal to get gude helping hand.
Ay see lots of fallers who tenk dey ban vise,
Yu see dem yureself ef
yu open yure eyes;
Dey tal 'bout the gold dey skol making some day,

And yump ven the vash-voman com for her pay.
Ay tal yu, dear frend, purty sune we ban dead,
So ay tenk we ban
suckers to getting svelled head.
It ant wery far from Prince Albert to
shroud;
Vat for should dis spirit of mortal ban proud?
THE DAY IS DONE
The day ban done, and darkness
Falling from vengs of night,
Lak
fedder flying from ruster,
Ven he ban having fight.
Ay see the lights
of willage
Shining tru rain and mist,
And ay skol feel dam sleepy,

Lak fallers playing whist.
Come, read tu me some werses,
Ay ant care vat yu read,
Yust so it
ant 'bout trouble
Or hearts vich ache and bleed.
Ay lak dese har nice
yingles
'Bout sun and trees and grass;
But, ven it com to heartache,

Yerusalem! ay skol pass!

Read from some humble geezer,
Whose songs ban sveet to hear--

Who making, from his poetry,
'Bout saxteen cents a year.
Ay lak to
hear his yingles,
Ay tell yu, dey ban fine;
Dis har ban vy ay lak
dem--
Dey ban so much lak mine.
Such songs have gude, nice sound--
Dey making sorrow fly;
Dey
coming lak glass of seltzer
Vich follows drenk of rye.
And night
skol be full of music,
And tengs we lak to forget
Skol fold op tents
lak yipsies,
And sneaking avay, yu bet!
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