The Biglow Papers: 2d series ...Houghton, Mifflin, 1885 - 564 Seiten |
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... feel the responsibility of knowing that I held in my hand a weapon instead of the mere fen- cing - stick I had supposed . Very far from being a popular author under my own name , so far , indeed , as to be almost unread , I found the ...
... feel the responsibility of knowing that I held in my hand a weapon instead of the mere fen- cing - stick I had supposed . Very far from being a popular author under my own name , so far , indeed , as to be almost unread , I found the ...
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... rhymes far with cur . The Yankee who omits the final d in many words , as do the Scotch , makes up for it by adding one in geound . The purist does not feel the loss of the d sensibly in lawn and yon , from the 228 INTRODUCTION .
... rhymes far with cur . The Yankee who omits the final d in many words , as do the Scotch , makes up for it by adding one in geound . The purist does not feel the loss of the d sensibly in lawn and yon , from the 228 INTRODUCTION .
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... feel the picturesque force of the epithet slab - bridged applied to a fellow of shaky character . Almost every county has some good die sinker in phrase , whose mintage passes into the currency of the whole neighborhood . Such a one ...
... feel the picturesque force of the epithet slab - bridged applied to a fellow of shaky character . Almost every county has some good die sinker in phrase , whose mintage passes into the currency of the whole neighborhood . Such a one ...
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... feel the point of what was said to himself ? I doubt it , because I happen to know a chance he once had given him in vain . The Captain was walking up and down the veranda of a country tavern in Massachusetts , while the coach changed ...
... feel the point of what was said to himself ? I doubt it , because I happen to know a chance he once had given him in vain . The Captain was walking up and down the veranda of a country tavern in Massachusetts , while the coach changed ...
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... feel as if I could in some sort claim to be an emeritus , and I am sure that polit- ical satire will have full justice done it by that genuine and delightful humorist , the Rev. Petroleum V. Nasby . I regret that I killed off Mr. Wilbur ...
... feel as if I could in some sort claim to be an emeritus , and I am sure that polit- ical satire will have full justice done it by that genuine and delightful humorist , the Rev. Petroleum V. Nasby . I regret that I killed off Mr. Wilbur ...
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Seite 285 - The wa'nut logs shot sparkles out Towards the pootiest, bless her, An' leetle flames danced all about The chiny on the dresser. Agin the chimbley crook-necks hung, An' in amongst 'em rusted The ole queen's-arm thet gran'ther Young Fetched back from Concord busted. The very room, coz she was in, Seemed warm from floor to ceilin', An' she looked full ez rosy agin Ez the apples she was peelin'.
Seite 350 - Brown foundlin' o' the woods, whose baby-bed Was prowled roun' by the Injun's cracklin' tread, An' who grew'st strong thru shifts an
Seite 361 - 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 431 - An' settlin' things in windy Congresses, — Queer politicians, though, for I '11 be skinned Ef all on 'em don't head aginst the wind, 'fore long the trees begin to show belief, — The maple crimsons to a coral-reef, Then saffern swarms swing off from all the willers So plump they look like yaller caterpillars, Then gray hossches'nuts leetle hands unfold Softer "na baby's be at three days old: Thet 's robin - redbreast's almanick; he knows Thet arter this ther' 's only blossom-snows; So, choosin'...
Seite 360 - Judge not the preacher; for he is thy judge. If thou mislike him, thou conceiv'st him not. God calleth preaching, folly. Do not grudge To pick out treasures from an earthen pot. The worst speak something good. If all want sense, God takes a text, and preacheth patience.
Seite 432 - In ellu'm-shrouds the flashin' hangbird clings An' for the summer vy'ge his hammock slings; All down the loose-walled lanes in archin' bowers The barb'ry droops its strings o' golden flowers, Whose shrinkin' hearts the school-gals love to try With pins, — they'll worry yourn so, boys, bimeby!
Seite 483 - Under the yaller-pines I house, When sunshine makes 'em all sweet-scented, An' hear among their furry boughs The baskin' west-wind purr contented, While 'way o'erhead, ez sweet an...
Seite 299 - But ask now the beasts, and they shall teach thee ; and the fowls of the air, and they shall tell thee...
Seite 426 - GENTLEMEN, — At the special request of Mr. Biglow, I intended to inclose, together with his own contribution, (into which, at my suggestion, he has thrown a little more of pastoral sentiment than usual,) some passages from my sermon on the day of the National Fast, from the text, " Remember them that are in bonds, as bound with them,
Seite 288 - I'd better call agin;" Says she, "Think likely, Mister;" Thet last word pricked him like a pin, An' .... wal, he up an' kist her. When ma bimeby upon 'em slips, Huldy sot pale ez ashes, All kin' o' smily roun' the lips An' teary roun