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Incurable
From pride, joy, hate, greed, melancholyFrom any kind of vice, or folly,Bias, propensity or passionThat is in prevalence and fashion,Save one, the..
©  Ambrose Bierce
In Upper San Francisco
I heard that Heaven was bright and fair,And politicians dwelt not there. ‘Twas said by knowing ones that theyWere in the Elsewhere-so to say. So..
©  Ambrose Bierce
In The Binnacle
The Church's compass, if you please,Has two or three (or more) degreesOf variation;And many a soul has gone to griefOn this or that or t'other..
©  Ambrose Bierce
In Memoriam
Beauty (they called her) wasn't a maidOf many things in the world afraid.She wasn't a maid who turned and fledAt sight of a mouse, alive or dead.She..
©  Ambrose Bierce
In His Hand
De Young (in Chicago the story is told)'Took his life in his hand,' like a warrior bold,And stood before Buckley-who thought him behind,For Buckley..
©  Ambrose Bierce
In High Life
Sir Impycu Lackland, from over the sea,Has led to the altar Miss Bloatie Bondee.The wedding took place at the Church of St. Blare;The fashion, the..
©  Ambrose Bierce
In Defense
You may say, if you please, Johnny Bull, that our girlsAre crazy to marry your dukes and your earls;But I’ve heard that the maids of your own little..
©  Ambrose Bierce
In Contumaciam
Och! Father McGlynn,Ye appear to be inFer a bit of a bout wid the Pope;An' there's divil a doubtBut he's knockin' ye outWhile ye're hangin' onto the..
©  Ambrose Bierce
Ignis Fatuus
Weep, weep, each loyal partisan,For Buckley, king of hearts;A most accomplished man; a manOf parts-of foreign parts.Long years he ruled with gentle..
©  Ambrose Bierce
Humility
Great poets fire the world with fagots bigThat make a crackling racket,But I'm content with but a whispering twigTo warm some single jacket.
©  Ambrose Bierce
Hospitality
Why ask me, Gastrogogue, to dine(Unless to praise your rascal wine)Yet never ask some luckless sinnerWho needs, as I do not, a dinner?
©  Ambrose Bierce
Homo Podunkensis
As the poor ass that from his paddock straysMight sound abroad his field-companions' praise,Recounting volubly their well-bred leer,Their port..
©  Ambrose Bierce
History
What wrecked the Roman power? One says vice,Another indolence, another dice.Emascle says polygamy. 'Not so,'Says Impycu-''twas luxury and show.'The..
©  Ambrose Bierce
Hell
The friends who stood about my bedLooked down upon my face and said:'God's will be done-the fellow's dead.'When from my body I was freeI straightway..
©  Ambrose Bierce
Haec Fabula Docet
A rat who'd gorged a box of baneAnd suffered an internal pain,Came from his hole to die (the labelRequired it if the rat were able)And found outside..
©  Ambrose Bierce
Geotheos
As sweet as the look of a loverSaluting the eyes of a maidThat blossom to blue as the maidIs ablush to the glances above her,The sunshine is gilding..
©  Ambrose Bierce
George A. Knight
Attorney Knight, it happens so sometimesThat lawyers, justifying cut-throats’ crimesFor hire-calumniating, too, for gold,The dead, dumb victims..
©  Ambrose Bierce
Genesis [god Said: 'Let There Be Man,' And From The Clay]
God said: 'Let there be Man,' and from the clayAdam came forth and, thoughtful, walked away.The matrix whence his body was obtained,An empty..
©  Ambrose Bierce
Genesis [god Said, 'Let There Be Crime,' And The Command]
God said, 'Let there be Crime,' and the commandBrought Satan, leading Stoneman by the hand.'Why, that's Stupidity, not Crime,' said God'Bring what I..
©  Ambrose Bierce
General B.F. Butler
Thy flesh to earth, thy soul to God,We gave, O gallant brother;And o'er thy grave the awkward squadFired into one another!
©  Ambrose Bierce
From Virginia To Paris
The polecat, sovereign of its native wood,Dashes damnation upon bad and good;The health of all the upas trees impairsBy exhalations deadlier than..
©  Ambrose Bierce
From Top To Bottom
O Buddha, had you but foreknownThe vices of your priesthoodIt would have made you twist and moanAs any wounded beast would.You would have damned the..
©  Ambrose Bierce
From The Minutes
When, with the force of a ram that discharges its ponderous bodyStraight at the rear elevation of the luckless culler of simples,The foot of..
©  Ambrose Bierce
Freedom
Freedom, as every schoolboy knows,Once shrieked as Kosciusko fell;On every wind, indeed, that blowsI hear her yell.She screams whenever monarchs..
©  Ambrose Bierce
Francine
Did I believe the angels soon would callYou, my beloved, to the other shore,And I should never see you any more,I love you so I know that I should..
©  Ambrose Bierce