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The Legend Of Immortal Truth
A bear, having spread him a notable feast,Invited a famishing fox to the place.'I've killed me,' quoth he, 'an edible beastAs ever distended the..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Legatee
In fair San Francisco a good man did dwell,And he wrote out a will, for he didn't feel well.Said he: 'It is proper, when making a gift,To stimulate..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Last Man
I dreamed that Gabriel took his hornOn Resurrection's fateful morn,And lighting upon Laurel HillBlew long, blew loud, blew high and shrill.The houses..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The King Of Bores
Abundant bores afflict this world, and someAre bores of magnitude that-come and-no,They're always coming, but they never goLike funeral pageants, as..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Key Note
I dreamed I was dreaming one morn as I layIn a garden with flowers teeming.On an island I lay in a mystical bay,In the dream I dreamed I was..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The In-Coming Climate
Now o' nights the ocean breezeMakes the patient flinch,For that zephyr bears a sneezeIn every cubic inch.Lo! the lively populationChorusing in..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Humorist
'What is that, mother?''The funny man, child.His hands are black, but his heart is mild.''May I touch him, mother?'''T were foolishly done:He is..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Hesitating Veteran
When I was young and full of faithAnd other fads that youngsters cherishA cry rose as of one that saithWith emphasis: 'Help or I perish!''Twas heard..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Hermit
To a hunter from the city,Overtaken by the night,Spake, in tones of tender pityFor himself, an aged wight:'I have found the world a fountainOf deceit..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The God's View-Point
Cheeta Raibama Chunder Sen,The wisest and the best of men,Betook him to the place where satWith folded feet upon a matOf precious stones beneath a..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Genesis Of Embarrassment
When Adam first saw Eve he said:'O lovely creature, share my bed.'Before consenting, she her gazeFixed on the greensward to appraise,As well as..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Gates Ajar
The Day of Judgment spread its glareO'er continents and seas.The graves cracked open everywhere,Like pods of early peas.Up to the Court of Heaven..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Fyghtynge Seventh
It is the gallant SeventhIt fyghteth faste and free!God wot the where it fyghtethI ne desyre to be.The Gonfalon it flyeth,Seeming a Flayme in Sky;The..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Free Trader's Lament
Oft from a trading-boat I purchased spiceAnd shells and corals, brought for my inspectionFrom the fair tropics-paid a Christian priceAnd was content..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Fountain Refilled
Of Hans Pietro Shanahan(Who was a most ingenious man)The Muse of History recordsThat he'd get drunk as twenty lords.He'd get so truly drunk that..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Foot-Hill Resort
Assembled in the parlorOf the place of last resort,The smiler and the snarlerAnd the guests of every sortThe elocution chapWith rhetoric on tap;The..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Following Pair
O very remarkable mortal,What food is engaging your jawsAnd staining with amber their portal?'It's 'baccy I chaws.'And why do you sway in your..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Fall Of Miss Larkin
Hear me sing of Sally Larkin who, I’d have you understand,Played accordions as well as any lady in the land;And I’ve often heard it stated that her..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Eastern Question
Looking across the line, the Grecian said:'This border I will stain a Turkey red.'The Moslem smiled securely and replied:'No Greek has ever for his..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Dying Statesman
It is a politician manHe draweth near his end,And friends weep round that partisan,Of every man the friend.Between the Known and the UnknownHe lieth..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Division Superintendent
Baffled he stands upon the trackThe automatic switches clack.Where'er he turns his solemn eyesThe interlocking signals rise.The trains, before his..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Debtor Abroad
Grief for an absent lover, husband, friend,Is barely felt before it comes to end:A score of early consolations serveTo modify its mouth's dejected..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Death Of Grant
Father! whose hard and cruel lawIs part of thy compassion's plan,Thy works presumptuously we scanFor what the prophets say they saw.Unbidden still..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Dead King
Hawaii's King resigned his breathOur Legislature guffawed.The awful dignity of deathNot any single rough awed.But when our Legislators dieAll Kings..
©  Ambrose Bierce
The Day Of Wrath / Dies Iræ
Day of Satan's painful duty! Dies iræ! dies illa!Earth shall vanish, hot and sooty; Solvet sæclum in favillaSo says Virtue, so says Beauty. Teste..
©  Ambrose Bierce