Collected Poems of John Holmes
Holmes, John A., Jr.
2002
Hail Ballou
Hail Ballou
High o'er this drumlin, from every mystic dale, We wearers of brave brown and truest blue Today sing hail, Hosea B., all hail. Oh Worcester and New York, hear Hail Ballou! If they hear us, so can you. Hail Ballou! | |
Woods Hole, Pawtucket, Troy and Auburndale, Hear how we lift our and Hosea, you Listen, too, hear how our voices like a gale With thunder, lightening, show and Hail Ballou! It seems the least that we should do. Hail Ballou! | |