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At Cheyenne
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Eugene Field


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Young Lochinvar came in from the West,
With fringe on his trousers and fur on his vest;
The width of his hat-brim could nowhere be beat,
His No. 10 brogans were chuck full of feet,
His girdle was horrent with pistols and things,
And he flourished a handful of aces on kings.
The fair Mariana sat watching a star,
When who should turn up but the young Lochinvar!
Her pulchritude gave him a pectoral glow,
And he reined up his hoss with stentorian "Whoa!"
Then turned on the maiden a rapturous grin,
And modestly asked if he might n't step in.
With presence of mind that was marvellous quite,
The fair Mariana replied that he might;
So in through the portal rode young Lochinvar,
Pre-empted the claim, and cleaned out the bar.
Though the justice allowed he wa'n't wholly to blame,
He taxed him ten dollars and costs, just the same.

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Eugene Field (1850 -1895) was born in St. Louis, Missouri, raised in Amherst, Massachusetts, and spent most of his adult life in Chicago. Best known for his children's poetry and humorous essays, he explored acting and law before turning to a very successful career in journalism. Eugene lost both parents before he was 20, buried three of his eight children, and died himself when he was only 45. He nonetheless seemed to have a happy and satisfying life, publishing more than a dozen books and forever endearing himself to the world?s children by penning such classic poems as ?The Duel” and ?Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.” Eugene?s home in St. Louis is preserved and open to the public.

 

 

 


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barbsteff:
Poem a lot of fun. I had to look up "horrent," which means "hair standing on end" or a feeling of horror.
Posted 01/28/2017 11:36 AM
Jean :D:
Thanks Jayne, the "back-story" really set the stage for this fun story.
Posted 01/28/2017 10:12 AM
KevinArnold:
It would be fun to introduce Eugene to Sir Walter, a culture shock not dissimilar to present times.
Posted 01/28/2017 09:03 AM
blueskies:
Lov'd this poem. A shining work of rhythm & rhyme & fun with words. Thanks, Jayne for the 'back-story',too.
Posted 01/28/2017 09:00 AM
David:
Fun!
Posted 01/28/2017 07:40 AM
rhonasheridan:
Still laughing!
Posted 01/28/2017 03:13 AM


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