The Poetical Works of James R. Lowell ...: Complete in Two Volumes, Band 2Ticknor and Fields, 1863 |
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... jest ez they wuz settin ' down To take their noonin ' , Joe looked roun ' And see ( across lots in a pond That warn't more'n twenty rod beyond , ) A goose that on the water sot Ez ef awaitin ' to be shot . Isrel he ups and grabs his gun ...
... jest ez they wuz settin ' down To take their noonin ' , Joe looked roun ' And see ( across lots in a pond That warn't more'n twenty rod beyond , ) A goose that on the water sot Ez ef awaitin ' to be shot . Isrel he ups and grabs his gun ...
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... jest ez lives eat tripe ; You air a buster ter suppose I'd eat what makes me hole my nose ! " So they disputed to an ' fro Till cunnin ' Isrel sez to Joe " Don't less stay here an ' play the fool , Less wait till both on us git cool , Jest ...
... jest ez lives eat tripe ; You air a buster ter suppose I'd eat what makes me hole my nose ! " So they disputed to an ' fro Till cunnin ' Isrel sez to Joe " Don't less stay here an ' play the fool , Less wait till both on us git cool , Jest ...
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... jest com down , so he cal'lated to hook him in , but Hosy woodn't take none o ' his sarse for all he hed much as 20 Rooster's tales stuck onto his hat and eenamost enuf brass a bobbin up and down on his shoulders and figureed onto his ...
... jest com down , so he cal'lated to hook him in , but Hosy woodn't take none o ' his sarse for all he hed much as 20 Rooster's tales stuck onto his hat and eenamost enuf brass a bobbin up and down on his shoulders and figureed onto his ...
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... ve lived here man and boy 76 year cum next tater diggin , and thair aint no wheres a kitting spryer ' n I be . * Aut insanit , aut versos facit . - H . W. If you print ' em I wish you'd jest let 148 THE BIGLOW PAPERS .
... ve lived here man and boy 76 year cum next tater diggin , and thair aint no wheres a kitting spryer ' n I be . * Aut insanit , aut versos facit . - H . W. If you print ' em I wish you'd jest let 148 THE BIGLOW PAPERS .
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... jest let folks know who hosy's father is , cos my ant Keziah used to say it's nater to be curus ses she , she aint livin though and he's a likely kind o ' lad . EZEKIEL BIGLOW . THRASH away , you'll hev to rattle On them kittle - drums ...
... jest let folks know who hosy's father is , cos my ant Keziah used to say it's nater to be curus ses she , she aint livin though and he's a likely kind o ' lad . EZEKIEL BIGLOW . THRASH away , you'll hev to rattle On them kittle - drums ...
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Seite 104 - 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.
Seite 171 - 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 152 - S jest to make him fill its pus. Want to tackle me in, du ye? I expect you'll hev to wait; Wen cold lead puts daylight thru ye You'll begin to kal'late; S'pose the crows wun't fall to pickin' All the carkiss from your bones, Coz you helped to give a lickin' To them poor half-Spanish drones? Jest go home an...
Seite 184 - 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 60 - T is as if a rough oak that for ages had stood, With his gnarled bony branches like ribs of the wood, Should bloom, after cycles of struggle and scathe, With a single anemone trembly and rathe ; His strength is so tender, his...
Seite 105 - An' yit she gin her cheer a jerk Ez though she wished him furder, An' on her apples kep' to work, Parin
Seite 61 - I'd lay any bet that, without ever quitting Their box, they'd be all, to a man, for acquitting. He has drawn you one character, though, that is new, One wildflower he's plucked that is wet with the dew Of this fresh Western world...
Seite 44 - C. labors to get at the centre, and then Take a reckoning from there of his actions and men ; E. calmly assumes the said centre as granted, And, given himself, has whatever is wanted.
Seite 81 - There's Holmes, who is matchless among you for wit ; A Leyden-jar always full-charged, from which flit The electrical tingles of hit after hit ; In long poems...
Seite 151 - Trainin' round in bobtail coats, — But it's curus Christian dooty This '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