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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 255 (search)
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the Devil's visit to old Abe.
by Rev. E. P. Birch, of la Grange, Ga.
Written on the occasion of Lincoln's proclamation for prayer and fasting after the battle of Manassas.
Revised and improved by the author. Old Abe was sitting in his chair of state, With one foot on the mantel, and one on the grate, Now smoking his pipe, and then scratching his pate; For he had heard some disastrous news of late, As fearful as death, and as cruel as fate. In an old earthen jug, on a table near by, Was a gallon of “Buckeye,” or “choice old rye,” To cheer up his hopes, which were ready to die, Under whose potent charms old Abe would be able To lay all his griefs, like a bill, “on the table ;” Or, shut up his woe, like a horse, in a stable. He sat in his chair, With a woe-begone air, Gazing at nothing with a meaningless stare, And looked like a wild beast just “skeered” in his lair. His cheek-bones were high, and his visage was rough, Like a middling of bacon, all wrinkled and toug
The devil's visit to "Old Abe."by Rev. E. P. Birch, of La Grange, Ga.
Written on the occasion of Lincoln's Proclamation for Prayer and fasting after the battle of Manassas Revised and improved expressly for La Grange Reporter, by the author.
Old Abe was sitting in his chair of State, With one foot on the mantle and one on the grate, Now smoking his pipe, and then scratching his spate; For he had heard some disastrous news of late, As fearful as death and as cruel as fate; In an old earthen leg on a table near by, Was a gallon of "Back eye, or " Choice "Old Eye," To cheer up his hopes, which were ready to die, Under whose potent charms old Abe would be able To lay all his grief, like a bill, "on the table," Or, shut up his wo-like a horse, in a stable.
He sat in his chair, With a wo-begone air, Gazing at nothing with a meaningless stare, And looked like a wild beast just "ered" in his lair, His cheek-bones were high, and his visage was rough, Like a middling of