The Writings of James Russell Lowell ...: PoemsPrinted at the Riverside Press, 1890 |
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... critter to ha ' fired , But sence it's clean gin up the ghost , We'll hev the tallest kind o ' roast ; I guess our waistbands ' ll be tight ' Fore it comes ten o'clock ternight . " " I won't agree to no such bender , " Sez Isrel ...
... critter to ha ' fired , But sence it's clean gin up the ghost , We'll hev the tallest kind o ' roast ; I guess our waistbands ' ll be tight ' Fore it comes ten o'clock ternight . " " I won't agree to no such bender , " Sez Isrel ...
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... critters an ' sav- ages , An ' pitch into all kinds o ' briles an ' confusions The holl of our civerlized , free institutions ; He writes fer thet ruther unsafe print , the Courier , An ' likely ez not hez a squintin ' to Foorier ; I'll ...
... critters an ' sav- ages , An ' pitch into all kinds o ' briles an ' confusions The holl of our civerlized , free institutions ; He writes fer thet ruther unsafe print , the Courier , An ' likely ez not hez a squintin ' to Foorier ; I'll ...
Página 119
... critter should refuse to be Consoled ) I aint so ' xpensive now to keep ez wut I used to be ; There's one arm less , ditto one eye , an ' then the leg thet's wooden Can be took off an ' sot away wenever ther's a pud- din ' . I spose you ...
... critter should refuse to be Consoled ) I aint so ' xpensive now to keep ez wut I used to be ; There's one arm less , ditto one eye , an ' then the leg thet's wooden Can be took off an ' sot away wenever ther's a pud- din ' . I spose you ...
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... critters ez Van Buren ; - An ' his son John , tu , I can't think how thet ' ere chap should dare To speak ez he doos ; wy , they say he used to cuss an ' swear ! I spose he never read the hymn thet tells how down the stairs A feller ...
... critters ez Van Buren ; - An ' his son John , tu , I can't think how thet ' ere chap should dare To speak ez he doos ; wy , they say he used to cuss an ' swear ! I spose he never read the hymn thet tells how down the stairs A feller ...
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... critters , They're ' most enough to make a man blaspheme his mornin ' bitters ; I'll be your frien ' thru thick an ' thin an ' in all kines o ' weathers , An ' all you ' ll hev to pay fer ' s jest the waste o ' tar an ' feathers : A ...
... critters , They're ' most enough to make a man blaspheme his mornin ' bitters ; I'll be your frien ' thru thick an ' thin an ' in all kines o ' weathers , An ' all you ' ll hev to pay fer ' s jest the waste o ' tar an ' feathers : A ...
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Página 245 - Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But why did you kick me down stairs...
Página 211 - GOD makes sech nights, all white an' still Fur 'z you can look or listen, Moonshine an' snow on field an' hill, All silence an' all glisten. Zekle crep' up quite unbeknown An' peeked in thru' the winder. An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'Ith no one nigh to hender.
Página 10 - Zekle crep' up quite unbeknown An' peeked in thru' the winder, An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'ith no one nigh to hender. A fireplace filled the room's one side With half a cord o' wood in — There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'. The wa'nut logs shot sparkles out Towards the pootiest, bless her, An...
Página 67 - s ben true to one party, — an' thet is himself ; — So John P. Robinson he Sez he shall vote fer Gineral C. Gineral C. he goes in fer the war ; He don't vally principle more 'n an old cud ; Wut did God make us raytional creeturs fer, But glory an' gunpowder, plunder an
Página 101 - O' prayin' an' convartin' ; The bread comes back in many days, An' buttered, tu, fer sartin ; I mean in preyin' till one busts On wut the party chooses, An' in convartin' public trusts To very privit uses.
Página 110 - I stan' upon the Constitution, Ez preudunt statesmun say, who 've planned A way to git the most profusion 0' chances ez to -ware they '11 stand. Ez fer the war, I go agin it, — I mean to say I kind o' du, — Thet is, I mean thet, bein...
Página 46 - Ez fer war, I call it murder, — There you hev it plain an' flat; I don't want to go no furder Than my Testyment fer that; God hez sed so plump an' fairly, It's ez long ez it is broad, An' you've gut to git up airly Ef you want to take in God.
Página 214 - em slips, Huldy sot pale ez ashes, All kin' o' smily roun' the lips An' teary roun
Página 211 - ith no one nigh to hender. A fireplace filled the room's one side With half a cord o' wood in — There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'. The wa'nut logs shot sparkles out Towards the pootiest, bless her, An' leetle flames danced all about The chiny on the dresser.
Página 213 - A-raspin' on the scraper, — All ways to once her feelins flew Like sparks in burnt-up paper. He kin' o' 1'itered on the mat, Some doubtfle o' the sekle, His heart kep' goin' pity-pat, But hern went pity Zekle.