here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> Begins: Now bards have sung and poets wrote.

"Lost his leg at the battle of Fredricksburg, December 13, 1862, and his arm while firing a salute, February 22, 1869, at Harrisburg."

]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> First line: What is my name, from whence I came.

"Stranger, I know not who you be, nor whether charitably inclined, but in the name of humanity I appeal to your charity. Buy this ballad of me, and remember, ]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> "Francis J. Burns, the author of the following poem, became almost blind from inflammation. His health being very poor, and having a large family [to] support, he takes this means of trying to make an honest livelihood. Also, he is trying to raise money to establish himself in some other business, and respectfully asks your patronage."

First line: When the white man first sought in this country a home.

]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> At head of title: To the public. The bearer having lost his eyesight in the pursuit of his business, and having a family depending on him for support, and not wishing to become a burden to the public, takes this means of gaining a livelihood for himself and family, and most respectfully craves your patronage.

First line: On me the world has darkly frowned.

]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> "Price five cents. Charity covereth a multitude of sins."]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> "May lost his eyes and right hand while blasting on the Utica & Black River Railroad, August 10th, 1871"

"Mr. May has a wife and six children dependent on him for support. Before being disabled he was always a sober and hardworking man. What sum you may choose to give him will not be misplaced."

First line of poem: Good Christians, ever true and kind.

]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> "Blind man's appeal : who lost his sight by brain fever. Offers this composition for sale as a means of support. All favors thankfully received"

First line: You see the glorious sun.

]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> At head of title: To the public! The bearer having lost his eyesight takes this method of gaining a livelihood.

First line: Mid sorrow and sadness.

]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> First line: ]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> At head of title: Please help the blind. Please buy a hymn from a blind man, who was made so by brain fever, and is thrown upon his own resources for a living.

First line: My soul, in sad exile, was out on life]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> At head of title: Help the blind. Please buy a hymn from a blind man, who was made so by brain fever, and is thrown upon his own resources for a living.

First line of chorus: In the sweet by-and-by; first line of only verse: There]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> First line: Ye who are inclined to pity. At head of title: We the undersigned are acquainted with Geo. W. Avery, who is suffereing from paralysis...

Within double line border.

With printed attribution "by George W. Avery."

Expanded version of one with same title attributed to W.H. Chase.

]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> "We are blind, and having wife and children, and two sisters also blind, who depend upon us for support, we hope you will buy this poetry ... Give us a quarter or a dime, as you can afford."

First line of poem: Kind friends, I]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> Title from first line.

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At head of text: Written by James R. Thomas, Company H, First Regt., P.R.V.C. Lost his arm at the Battle of South Mountain, Sept. 14th, 1862.

]]> here through the Medical Heritage Library]]> "Co. D, 3d Mass. Cavalry, disabled at Winchester, Virginia"

First line: Strangers, when the fight was fiercest

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