FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
| Date of Items: | 1890-present | Register Prepared by: | Randy Williams and Susan Gross, April 2004 |
| Register Updated by: | Randy Williams, 23 December 2009 |
| Excel database transfered to MYSQL and uploaded (replacing PHP data): | Colin Jackson, Fall 2010 |
| MYSQL database updated: | Randy Williams, January 2012 |
| Linear Feet: | 20 |
Historical Note & Provenance
Folk Coll 11 is Utah State University's cowboy poetry collection. The collection, originally created by a generation donation by the L. J. and Mary Skaggs Foundation, includes books gathered during a fieldwork project in the early 1980s to document cowboy poetry in the U.S. west (see Folk Coll 11f). From this important fieldwork project came the impetus for the first Cowboy Poetry Gathering held in January 1985 in Elko, Nevada. Since that time, each January, the Fife Folklore Archives staff take the collection and Access database (that details each book, poem, author, first line and key words), to the National Cowboy Poetry Gathering for offsite use. Through University purchases and generation donations from poets and collectors, this collection continues to grow.
Scope and Content
The collection consists of 20 linear feet of books on cowboy poetry, including press and self published works. The collection can be accessed through USU Libraries online catalog.
As well, poem titles and keywords found in each book in the collection are included in the database below. To use, type in the search term. Tip: Try and use an uncommon
word from the poem to ensure less "hits." For instance, if you enter "boots" you will get many hits; but if you enter "bones" you will most liley get fewer "hits" or poems and find the item you seek faster.
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Poetry table.
First Previous Next Last| ID | Book Title | Composer | Index | Pages | Author | Poem Title | First Lines | Keywords |
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| 26944 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 191 | Will Ogilvie | The Secrets Of The Moon | I lie at night and watch her as she sails across the sky with the hidden joys and sorrows that we know not, you and I; And I watch her drifting onward | freight, friendly, brave, stars, cradles | |
| 26945 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 193 | Will Ogilvie | The Race Of My Heart | I have ridden in finishes fast and fine for many a purse and plate, from the coorong out to the Condamine, from Bourke to the Bogan Gate: But the race of my heart has a sunset | creek, whip, rein, troops, race | |
| 26946 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 194 | Will Ogilvie | Auld Lang Syne | O it's southward from Southampton! and she takes the Channel gay, but many a heart is bleeding as she stands across the bay; And it may be just a parting where we've known a hundred more, | ship, saloon, music, trip, restless, tears | |
| 26947 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 196 | Will Ogilvie | Vita Brevis | OUr life is but a moment: one sheen of silk and pearls; One dance between the daylights with a certain girl of girls; One feast of burning kisses, | death, rails, sunlights, despite, fails | |
| 26948 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 197 | Will Ogilvie | The Truest Friend | I had a comrade tried and true, shoulder to shoulder we fought life through; And whoever spoke light of his name to me had a foe to face and a sword to flee; | bright, toasts, careless, endure | |
| 26949 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 198 | Will Ogilvie | In Shadow Of She-Oaks | When my hour shall come, as it will some day, and the fetters of Death shall bind me, oh, it's out in the open Bush I pray that the angel of Death may find me; | weather, heather, pities, stalk, hawk, dies, lonely | |
| 26950 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 199 | Will Ogilvie | Grey Dawn | The dawnlight floods the far lands; The stars have ceased to shine. Sweep up the withered garlands, throw out the dregs of wine! Dear lips are hushed of laughter, | sad, idol, bridle, glid, hill, hope | |
| 26951 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 200 | Will Ogilvie | To Horse And Away | When sorrows come sobbing to clutch at the breast, when trouble comes robbing the heart of its rest; When cash columns addle | fray, devil, fortune, lonely, gay, hide | |
| 26953 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 202 | Will Ogilvie | The Bundle In The Shawl | In all the sorrow in the street that surges round us like a sea, in all the pity of bare feet, in all the pain of poverty, there seems to me no sadder sight | honour, lost, shame, sin, share | |
| 26954 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 204 | Will Ogilvie | Handicapped! | Life's race for all is even-lapped to watching eyes it seems; But how we may be handicapped the wide world never dreams, ah! well for those whose lot is cast | past, demand, dead, renew, family | |
| 26955 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 205 | Will Ogilvie | Below The Moon | The sunflowers dip toward the west and prudence with the daylight dies, and ah! we love the wild loves best below the moon, Blue Eyes! Blue Eyes! | twine, cry, God, forgive, sorrow, regret | |
| 26957 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 206 | Will Ogilvie | A Dreamer Of Dreams | The song-thrush loves the laurel, the sone-chat haunts the broom, but the seagull must have room where the white drift spins ashore and the winds and waters quarrel | labour, dream, dragon, kiss, wine, river | |
| 26958 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 207 | Will Ogilvie | The City Of Grey Griefs | Somewhere, hid in our hearts, a city stands grey-mossed with all the sorrow of the years, and broken-arched with love's unclasping hands and mortared stone to stone with bitter tears. | dead, god, peace, cruel love | |
| 26959 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 208 | Will Ogilvie | Laughter | Lend us Laughter, O gods, for our life is but vain; We are bruised by tis rods, we are galled by its chain. What doth patience avail, or the strength to endure | sleep, throne, sore, armour | |
| 26960 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 208 | Will Ogilvie | Tears | These are the blown spin-drift that is lashed from the face of the waters that cover the soul with care; These are the children of sorrow, these are the sons and the daughters | despair, desolate, cliff, conforter | |
| 26961 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 209 | Will Ogilvie | Love Ridden | He was sweated along in the heat all day, he was tied to the fence for hours, just became someone had something to say to a girl in the burnt sun-flowers. | hide, wrong, chestnut, horse, home | |
| 26962 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 210 | Will Ogilvie | Darrell | So I've taken his hundred notes in the end, and now, as I turn them over, I feel like a man who's been false to a friend, or has broken his troth to a lover. | dream, light, force, horse, worth | |
| 26963 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 211 | Will Ogilvie | His Gippsland Girl | Now, money was scarce an work was slack and love to his heart crept in, and he rode away on the Northern track to war with the World and wine; and he vowed by the locket upon his breast | pearl, free, union, shadows, flood | |
| 26964 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 213 | Will Ogilvie | The Township Lights | With laughter and love-spells and witch-eyes of blue a girl in the township is waiting for you. There is nothing that thrills like a handclasp of hers, so bridle your best horse and buckle your spurs; | smile, sky, die, creed, disporve, love | |
| 26965 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 214 | Will Ogilvie | Home By The Stars | When the lights of the township burn faintly and far and the noise of the dancers dies down at our back, then we coax a red glow to our final cigar, and the grey cocks his ears as he picks up the track | ban, forget, sea, sing, gate, dim, timber | |
| 26966 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 216 | Will Ogilvie | The Campfires | You may look in vain for the ashes of my campfires lone and apart, where the girls with the golden sashes brought rest to a rover's heart. In the calm and | fairy stories, lonely, sorrow, golden, reckless | |
| 26967 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 217 | Will Ogilvie | Good-Bye | Here, on the broken strings of Love's mute harp, across the withered flowers of all dead dreams, give me your hand and take my last farewell! One glance of love!-the last from those dear eyes! | embrace, western sky, dark, love, sweeet, bitterness | |
| 26968 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 218 | Will Ogilvie | Berinda's Wooing | No man upon the western side has acres half so rich or wide; No man upon the sunset plain has such a gentle winning smile, so true a heart, | vain, stolen, waves, sweet, art | |
| 26969 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 219 | Will Ogilvie | Forty Miles For A Kiss | We crossed our hands as old comrades do, with a light farwell at the dawn of day; But well we knew that love's adieu is taken in different mood and way | shade, sweet refrain, sympathy, steel | |
| 26970 | Saddle For A Throne | FC 11 O-13 | 220 | Will Ogilvie | "Perhaps To-Night-!" | "Perhaps to night-!" came flashing through the splendour of gleaming lights, and gems and faces fair; The touching hands, the whispers low and tender, the love-lit glances and the scented air; | dancers, meadow, vows, love |