Maymie’s Story Of Red Riding Hood (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
W'y, one time wuz a little-weenty dirl,An' she wuz named Red Riding Hood, 'cause her--Her _Ma_ she maked a little ...
W'y, one time wuz a little-weenty dirl,An' she wuz named Red Riding Hood, 'cause her--Her _Ma_ she maked a little ...
Ef I a song or two could make Like rockets druv by their own burnin',All leap an' light, to leave a ...
Ot's a leedle Gristmas story Dot I told der leedle folks--Und I vant you stop dot laughin' Und grackin' funny jokes!--So help ...
As I hurried through t' taan to my wark, -I were lat, for all t' buzzers had gooan-I happen'd to hear ...
Shoo wor shoeless, an shiverin, an weet,-- Her hair flyin tangled an wild:Shoo'd just been browt in aght o'th street, Wi drink ...
Jes' a little bit o' feller--I remember still--Ust to almost cry fer Christmas, like a youngster will.Fourth o' July's nothin' ...
O, it's Christmas Eve, and moonlight, and the Christmas air is chill,And the frosty Christmas holly shines and sparkles on ...
I know a workin' lad, His hands are hard an' rough,His cheeks are red an' braan, But I like him weel enough.His ...
Nae shoon to hide her tiny taes,Nae stockin' on her feet;Her supple ankles white as snaw,Or early blossoms sweet.Her simple ...
Nose to window, Still as a mouse, Watching grampa "Bank the house." Out of the barrow ...
O whaur hae ye been, my bonnie, bonnie bairns, Sae lang awa' frae me?Come in, come in, for I'm weary ...
Now, Ma-til-der! Ain't cher dressed yet? I declare, the girl ain't up!Last as ushul. Move yerself, you sleepy'-ead!Are you goin' ...
Aw've just mended th' fire wi' a cob;Owd Swaddle has brought thi new shoon;There's some nice bacon-collops o'th hobAn' a ...
I've worn my bits o' shoon away, Wi' Rovin' up an' deawn,To see yon moorlan' valleys, an' Yon little country ...
Here's wee Tam aside the fire, Soun' as soun' can be,Tangs across his wee fat legs, Heid upon his knee.Wauken, ...
One yeer owder, one yeer dearer: That's what I sal awlus say.Draw thy chair a little nearer, Put ...
The lady what comes up to our house t' wash Is awfully poor, an' she's got Three babies t' care ...
Apples on the table an' the grate-fire blazin' high,Oh, I'm sure the whole world hasn't any happier man than I;The ...
The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; 'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is ...
WHILE briers an' woodbines budding green, An' paitricks scraichin loud at e'en, An' morning poussie whiddin seen, Inspire my muse, ...
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