Bud’s Fairy-Tale (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Some peoples thinks they ain't no Fairies _now_No more yet!--But they _is_, I bet! 'Cause efThey _wuzn't_ Fairies, nen I' ...
Some peoples thinks they ain't no Fairies _now_No more yet!--But they _is_, I bet! 'Cause efThey _wuzn't_ Fairies, nen I' ...
It's a mystery to see me--a man o' fifty-four,Who's lived a cross old bachelor fer thirty year' and more--A-lookin' glad ...
Look heah! Is I evah tole you 'bout de curious way I wonAnna Liza? Say, I nevah? Well heah's how ...
Dey 's a so't o' threatenin' feelin' in de blowin' of de breeze, An' I 's feelin' kin' o' squeamish in ...
Come on walkin' wid me, Lucy; 't ain't no time to mope erroun' Wen de sunshine 's shoutin' glory in de ...
Iry an' Billy an' Jo!-- Iry an' Billy's _the boys_, An' _Jo's_ their _dog_, you know,-- Their pictures took all in a row. Bet ...
If Ah evah git to glory, an' Ah hope to mek it thoo,Ah expec' to hyah a story, an' Ah ...
WHO dat knockin' at de do'?Why, Ike Johnson, — yes, fu' sho!Come in, Ike. I's mighty gladYou come down. I ...
MOTHER's gone a-visitin' to spend a month er two,An', oh, the house is lonesome ez a nest whose birds has ...
"I - At The Post-Office It was a gray, midwinter afternoon.A noisy wind pursued the fine hard flakesOf blinding snow, ...
YOU can dunnage casks o' tallow; you can handle hides an' horn; You can carry frozen mutton; you can lumber ...
Th' wynt blows keen thro' th' shiverin' thorn, An' th' leet looks wild i'th sky;Come, Tet, stir up that ...
Now Yavapai Pete was a cowpuncher neat,From Arizona's fair clime.Lived in his saddle and punched most the cattleFrom here to ...
Th' wynt blows keen through th' shiverin' thorns,An' th' leet looks wild i'th sky;Come, Tet, stir up that fire; an' ...
I ain't afeard uv snakes, or toads, or bugs, or worms, or mice,An' things 'at girls are skeered uv I ...
If I might leave this harbour, if I might cross the sea,'Tis I that know full well where a little ...
I ain't afeard uv snakes, or toads, or bugs, or worms, or mice, An' things 'at girls are skeered uv ...
Air a-gittin' cool an' coolah, Frost a-comin' in de night, Hicka' nuts an' wa'nuts fallin', Possum keepin' out o' sight. ...
WHO dat knockin' at de do'? Why, Ike Johnson, -- yes, fu' sho! Come in, Ike. I's mighty glad You ...
In Mike Maloney's Nugget bar the hooch was flowin' free, An' One-eyed Mike was shakin' dice wi' Montreal Maree, An ...
The poppies gleamed like bloody pools through cotton-woolly mist; The Captain kept a-lookin' at the watch upon his wrist; And ...
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