Poems about cuttin (21 Poems)
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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 them two fellers, as ever I see; An’ for ridin’ a broncho, or argyin’ squar With the devil roll’d up in the … Continue reading
Old Spense (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
You’ve seen his place, I reckon, friend? ‘Twas rather kind ov tryin’.The way he made the dollars fly, Such gimcrack things a-buyin’– He spent a big share ov a fortin’ On pesky things that went a snortin’ And hollerin’ over all the fields, And ploughin’ … Continue reading
A New Year’s Time At Willards’s (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
1 The Hired Man Talks There’s old man Willards; an’ his wife;An’ Marg’et– S’repty’s sister–; an’There’s me– an’ I’m the hired man;An’ Tomps McClure, you better yer life! Well now, old Willards hain’t so bad,Considerin’ the chance he’s had.Of course, he’s … Continue reading
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 in stiff, you fifer feller, Let folks see how spry you be,–Guess you’ll toot till you are yeller ‘Fore you git ahold … Continue reading
Song Of The Corn (James Edwin Campbell Poems)
O, hits time fur de plantin’ ur de co’n; De groun’ am wa’m, de furrers made — (“Caw! caw!” de black crow larf,) Put ur han’le in yo’ ol’ hoe blade — (“Caw! caw!”) de black crow larf)O, hits time fur de plantin’ ur … Continue reading
Fishing (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
Wen I git up in de mo’nin’ an’ de clouds is big an’ black, Dey’s a kin’ o’ wa’nin’ shivah goes a-scootin’ down my back; Den I says to my ol’ ooman ez I watches down de lane, “Don’t you so’t o’ reckon, … Continue reading
Kingry’s Mill (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
On old Brandywine– aboutWhere White’s Lots is now laid out,And the old crick narries downTo the ditch that splits the town–,Kingry’s Mill stood. Hardly seeWhere the old dam ust to be;Shallor, long, dry trought o’ grassWhere the old race ust … Continue reading
Poor Little Joe (Peleg Arkwright Poems)
Prop yer eyes wide open, Joey,Fur I’ve brought you sumpin’ great.Apples? No, a derned sight better!Don’t you take no int’rest? Wait!Flowers, Joe-I know’d you’d like ’em-Ain’t them scrumptious? Ain’t them high?Tears, my boy? Wot’s them fur, Joey?There-poor little Joe-don’t cry! I … Continue reading
Down On Wriggle Crick (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
“Best time to kill a hog’s when he’s fat.” –Old Saw. Mostly folks is law-abidin’Down on Wriggle Crick–,Seein’ they’s no Squire residin’In our bailywick;No grand juries, no suppeenies,Ner no vested rights to pickOut yer man, jerk up and jail efHe’s … Continue reading
De Day Befo’ Thanksgibin’ (Maggie Pogue Johnson Poems)
Thanksgibin’ day am now at han’In my imagination,I see de tuckies take a stan’Aroun’ de ol’ plantation.En jis befo’ dis great, great day,Dey form dey selves in line,En in a sore o’ serious way,While one am markin’ time,-Dey marches ‘roun … Continue reading
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