Ambrose Bierce
Ambrose Bierce (1842–c. 1914) was an American satirist, journalist, and poet. His "Devil's Dictionary" and Civil War stories are classics of dark humor. He disappeared m…
"Day of Satan's painful duty! Earth shall vanish, hot and sooty; So says Virtue, so says Beauty. Ah! what terror shall be shaping When the Ju"
"Once I seen a human ruin In a elevator-well. And his members was bestrewin' All the place where he had fell. And I says, apostrophisin' That unc"
"Have but one God: thy knees were sore If bent in prayer to three or four. Adore no images save those The coinage of thy country shows. Take not"
"Once I seen a human ruin In a elevator-well. And his members was bestrewin' All the place where he had fell. And I says, apostrophisin' That uncommon"
"Freedom, as every schoolboy knows, Once shrieked as Kosciusko fell; On every wind, indeed, that blows I hear her yell. She screams whenever monarchs"
"Once I dipt into the future far as human eye could see, And I saw the Chief Forecaster, dead as any one can be Dead and damned and shut in Hades as"
"Words shouting, singing, smiling, frowning Sense lacking. Ah, nothing, more obscure than Browning, Save blacking."
"How blest the land that counts among Her sons so many good and wise, To execute great feats of tongue When troubles rise. Behold them mounting ev"
"Freedom, as every schoolboy knows, Once shrieked as Kosciusko fell; On every wind, indeed, that blows I hear her yell. She screams whenever monar"
"I dreamed I stood upon a hill, and, lo! The godly multitudes walked to and fro Beneath, in Sabbath garments fitly clad, With pious mien, appropriat"
"O Liberty, God-gifted, Young and immortal maid, In your high hand uplifted, The torch declares your trade. Its crimson menace, flaming Upon the"
"The flabby wine-skin of his brain Yields to some pathologic strain, And voids from its unstored abysm The driblet of an aphorism."
"A conqueror as provident as brave, He robbed the cradle to supply the grave. His reign laid quantities of human dust: He fell upon the just and the"
"The pig is taught by sermons and epistles To think the God of Swine has snout and bristles."
"The rimer quenches his unheeded fires, The sound surceases and the sense expires. Then the domestic dog, to east and west, Expounds the passions bu"
"Thou shalt no God but me adore: 'Twere too expensive to have more. No images nor idols make For Roger Ingersoll to break. Take not God's name in"
"The cur foretells the knell of parting day; The loafing herd winds slowly o'er the lea; The wise man homewards plods; I only stay To fiddle-faddle"
"In contact, lo! the flint and steel, By sharp and flame, the thought reveal That he the metal, she the stone, Had cherished secretly alone. Bool"