The Biglow Papers: 2d series ...Houghton, Mifflin, 1885 - 564 Seiten |
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... spells - All is , he could n't love ' em . But long o ' her his veins ' ould run All crinkly like curled maple , The side she breshed felt full o ' sun Ez a south slope in Ap'il . She thought no v'ice hed sech a swing Ez hisn in the ...
... spells - All is , he could n't love ' em . But long o ' her his veins ' ould run All crinkly like curled maple , The side she breshed felt full o ' sun Ez a south slope in Ap'il . She thought no v'ice hed sech a swing Ez hisn in the ...
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... spell on one foot fust , Then stood a spell on t'other , An ' on which one he felt the wust He could n't ha ' told ye nuther . Says he , " I'd better call agin ; " Says she , " Think likely , Mister " : Thet last word pricked him like a ...
... spell on one foot fust , Then stood a spell on t'other , An ' on which one he felt the wust He could n't ha ' told ye nuther . Says he , " I'd better call agin ; " Says she , " Think likely , Mister " : Thet last word pricked him like a ...
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... spell sence I hain't writ no letters , An ' ther''s gret changes hez took place in all po- lit'cle metters : Some canderdates air dead an ' gone , an ' some hez ben defeated , Which ' mounts to pooty much the same ; fer it's ben proved ...
... spell sence I hain't writ no letters , An ' ther''s gret changes hez took place in all po- lit'cle metters : Some canderdates air dead an ' gone , an ' some hez ben defeated , Which ' mounts to pooty much the same ; fer it's ben proved ...
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... spell , an ' hed to git her clear , So he onhitched , - Jeerusalem ! the middle o ' last year - Wus right nex ' door compared to where she kicked the critter tu ( Though jest where he brought up wuz wut no human never knew ) ; His ...
... spell , an ' hed to git her clear , So he onhitched , - Jeerusalem ! the middle o ' last year - Wus right nex ' door compared to where she kicked the critter tu ( Though jest where he brought up wuz wut no human never knew ) ; His ...
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... spell , Then some misdoubted , could n't fairly tell , Fust sure , then not , jest as you hold an eel , I knowed , an ' did n't , — fin'lly seemed to feel " T was Concord Bridge a - talkin ' off to kill - With the Stone Spike thet ' s ...
... spell , Then some misdoubted , could n't fairly tell , Fust sure , then not , jest as you hold an eel , I knowed , an ' did n't , — fin'lly seemed to feel " T was Concord Bridge a - talkin ' off to kill - With the Stone Spike thet ' s ...
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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