Old Spookses’ Pass (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
I. WE'D camped that night on Yaller Bull Flat,— Thar was Possum Billy, an' Tom, an' me. Right smart at throwin' a lariat Was ...
I. WE'D camped that night on Yaller Bull Flat,— Thar was Possum Billy, an' Tom, an' me. Right smart at throwin' a lariat Was ...
AT A POINT where the old road crosses The river, and turns to the right,I'd camped with the team; and the ...
SO YER trav'lin' for yer pleasure while yer writin' for the press?An' yer huntin' arter "copy"?-well, I've heer'd o' that. ...
Monarch of Hannah's rocking-chair,With unclipped beard and unkempt hair,Sitting at ease by the kitchen fire, Nor heeding the wind and the ...
"No," said old Farmer Downs to me, "I ain't the facts denyin',That all young folks in love must be, As birds must ...
It sorter skeer'd the neighbours round, For of all the 'tarnal set thet clutchesTheir dollars firm, he wus the boss; An' yet ...
When Ezry, that's my sister's son, come home from furrin parts,He fetched the folks a lot of things ter brighten ...
Our Sary Emma is possessed ter be at somethin' queer;She's allers doin' loony things, unheard of fur and near.One time ...
Almost every other evening jest as reg'lar as the clockWhen we're settin' down ter supper, wife and I, there comes ...
Kind er _like_ a stormy day, take it all together,--Don't believe I'd want it jest only pleasant weather;If the sky ...
Home, Sweet Home. I'm a Bedfordshire Chap, and Bill Stumps is my name, And to tell it don't give me ...
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