PoemsMacmillan, 1890 |
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... round the lips An ' teary round the lashes . Her blood riz quick , though , like the tide Down to the Bay o ' Fundy , An ' all I know is they wuz cried In meetin ' , come nex Sunday . SATIS multis sese emptores futuros libri professis ...
... round the lips An ' teary round the lashes . Her blood riz quick , though , like the tide Down to the Bay o ' Fundy , An ' all I know is they wuz cried In meetin ' , come nex Sunday . SATIS multis sese emptores futuros libri professis ...
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... round , That still a space for ball and pegtop found , Nor satiate yet , could manage to confine Horsechestnuts , flagroot , and the kite's wound twine , Nay , like the prophet's carpet could take in , Enlarging still , the popgun's ...
... round , That still a space for ball and pegtop found , Nor satiate yet , could manage to confine Horsechestnuts , flagroot , and the kite's wound twine , Nay , like the prophet's carpet could take in , Enlarging still , the popgun's ...
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... up and called him Deacon , An ' kep ' apokin ' fun like sin An ' then arubbin ' on it in , Till Joe , less skeered o ' doin ' wrong Than bein ' laughed at , went along . Past noontime they went trampin ' round An ' nary THE BIGLOW PAPERS ...
... up and called him Deacon , An ' kep ' apokin ' fun like sin An ' then arubbin ' on it in , Till Joe , less skeered o ' doin ' wrong Than bein ' laughed at , went along . Past noontime they went trampin ' round An ' nary THE BIGLOW PAPERS ...
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James Russell Lowell. Past noontime they went trampin ' round An ' nary thing to pop at found , Till , fairly tired o ' their spree , They leaned their guns agin a tree , An ' jest ez they wuz settin ' down To take their noonin ' , Joe ...
James Russell Lowell. Past noontime they went trampin ' round An ' nary thing to pop at found , Till , fairly tired o ' their spree , They leaned their guns agin a tree , An ' jest ez they wuz settin ' down To take their noonin ' , Joe ...
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... had to do He did , and made it pay him , too ; He sold his waste stone by the pound , His drains made water - wheels spin round , His ice in summer - time he sold , His wood brought profit when ' t was cold , THE BIGLOW PAPERS 29.
... had to do He did , and made it pay him , too ; He sold his waste stone by the pound , His drains made water - wheels spin round , His ice in summer - time he sold , His wood brought profit when ' t was cold , THE BIGLOW PAPERS 29.
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Seite 88 - An' me to recommend a man The place 'ould jest about fit. I du believe in special ways 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.
Seite 66 - I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for not without dust and heat.
Seite 34 - ere cuttin' folks's throats. They may talk o' Freedom's airy Tell they're pupple in the face, — It's a grand gret cemetary Fer the barthrights of our race ; They jest want this Californy So's to lug new slave-states in To abuse ye, an' to scorn ye, An
Seite 54 - GUVENER B. is a sensible man; He stays to his home an' looks arter his folks; He draws his furrer ez straight ez he can, An' into nobody's tater-patch pokes; — But John P. Robinson he Sez he wunt vote fer Guvener B. My! aint it terrible? Wut shall we du? We can't never choose him, o...
Seite 34 - 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.
Seite 262 - It is a shameful and unblessed thing to take the scum of people, and wicked condemned men, to be the people with whom you plant; and not only so, but it spoileth the plantation; for they will ever live like rogues, and not fall to work, but be lazy, and do mischief, and spend victuals, and be quickly weary, and then certify over to their country to the discredit of the plantation.
Seite 91 - 11 keep the people in blindness, — Thet we the Mexicuns can thrash Right inter brotherly kindness, Thet bombshells, grape, an' powder 'n' ball Air good-will's strongest magnets, Thet peace, to make it stick at all, Must be druv in with bagnets. In short, I firmly du believe In Humbug generally, Fer it 'sa thing thet I perceive To hev a solid vally ; This heth my faithful shepherd ben, In pasturs sweet heth led me, An' this '11 keep the people green To feed ez they hev fed me.
Seite 38 - Ef I'd my way I hed ruther We should go to work an' part, — They take one way, we take t'other, — Guess it wouldn't break my heart; Man hed ough' to put asunder Them thet God, has noways jined; An' I shouldn't gretly wonder Ef there's thousands o
Seite 362 - Wut's words to them whose faith an' truth On War's red techstone rang true metal, Who ventered life an' love an' youth For the gret prize o' death in battle ? To him who, deadly hurt, agen Flashed on afore the charge's thunder, Tippin...