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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO BILLY SUNDAY, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS Poet's Biography First Line: Critics say you're getting rich Last Line: Billy sunday. Subject(s): Sunday, William A. (billy) (1862-1935) | |||
Critics say you're getting rich -- Big collections and all sich; Send 'em -- where it smells of pitch, Billy Sunday. Is a hundred cents or so For each creature saved from woe Overcharge? I'd like to know, Billy Sunday. Critics say your words are coarse, From a non-collegiate source; But they never doubt their force, Billy Sunday. Critics say your mode is rough, And your methods simply tough; But the devil's smooth enough, Billy Sunday. Critics hate your notions most, -- Devil, hell, and Holy Ghost; But you're saving men, a host, Billy Sunday. And the thousands that you win From the lowest depths of sin Stick to you through thick and thin, Billy Sunday. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HITTING THE SAWDUST TRAIL' by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS IMITATOR OF BILLY SUNDAY by JUAN RAMON JIMENEZ HAD LINCOLN LIVED by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS HAVE YOU FOUND THE BIBLE by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS HAVE YOU SEEN THE ANGELS by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS JUST A LITTLE BIT OF BABY by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS THE ORACULAR OWL by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS THE PRESIDENT WHO DOES IT ALL by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS THE TIME WILL COME by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS THINGS! THINGS! THINGS! by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS |
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