The Biglow Papers (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Thrash away, you'll _hev_ to rattle On them kittle-drums o' yourn,--'Taint a knowin' kind o' cattle Thet is ketched with mouldy corn;Put ...
Thrash away, you'll _hev_ to rattle On them kittle-drums o' yourn,--'Taint a knowin' kind o' cattle Thet is ketched with mouldy corn;Put ...
Old Time is tramping close to-day-you hear his bluchers fall,A mighty change is on the way, an' God protect us ...
I WISH I'd never gone to board In that house where I metThe touring lady from abroad, Who mocks my nightmares yet.I ...
Oh some are fond of red wine, and some are fond of white,And some are all for dancing by the ...
From the hollow trees in their native homethem old fellows cut the honeycomb.On honey and little white grubs they fed,'cause ...
. Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the ...
Ar! Gimme fights wiv foeman I kin see, To upper-cut an' wallop on the jor.Life in a burrer ain't no ...
WE brought our old tub over With lumber, from the Sound One sinner jammed and crippled, A silly bo'sun drowned; ...
Ho! the sky's as blue as blazes an' the sun is shinin' bright, An' the dicky birds is singin' over'ead,An' ...
IN San Gianni Lateran, Dey've cot a flight of shdairs, More woonderful ash nefer vas, As Latin pooks declares. For ...
Dear Comrade: In the game of politicsA Senator gits quite enough of kicks Without 'is photer sittin' in the press ...
Yes!!! So we willThrow care away,If for no other reason than that 'twillDelight our brother.We'll gaily "mooch" along in tram ...
565One Anguish-in a Crowd-A Minor thing-it sounds-And yet, unto the single DoeAttempted of the Hounds'Tis Terror as consummateAs Legions of ...
The age demanded that we sing And cut away our tongue. The age demanded that we flow And hammered in ...
"'As anybody seen Bill 'Awkins?" "Now 'ow in the devil would I know?" "'E's taken my girl out walkin', An' ...
One evening at dusk as Noah stood on his Ark, Putting green oil in starboard side lamp, His wife came ...
One Anguish -- in a Crowd -- A Minor thing -- it sounds -- And yet, unto the single Doe ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
OH some are fond of red wine, and some are fond of white, And some are all for dancing by ...
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