Lost And Given Over (Edwin James Brady Poems)
A MERMAID'S not a human thing, An' courtin' sich is folly; Of flesh an' blood I'd rather sing, What ain't ...
A MERMAID'S not a human thing, An' courtin' sich is folly; Of flesh an' blood I'd rather sing, What ain't ...
Th' wynt blows keen thro' th' shiverin' thorn, An' th' leet looks wild i'th sky;Come, Tet, stir up that ...
At a roundup on the Gily,One sweet mornin' long ago,Ten of us was throwed right freelyBy a hawse from Idaho.And ...
A weddin', a woo, A clog an' a shoe,A pot full o' porridge; away we go! ...
An old dalewoman speaks:"JAPONICA! Ay, it makes a brave show,But none on 'em grow as they used to grow!It's goin' ...
Th' wynt blows keen through th' shiverin' thorns,An' th' leet looks wild i'th sky;Come, Tet, stir up that fire; an' ...
Fisherman Jim lived on the hillWith his bonnie wife an' his little boys;'T wuz "Blow, ye winds, as blow ye ...
'Twas when the dawn of mornin' began to stir i'th sky,I donned mysel' to wander Afore the dew wur dry;To ...
Thoo doesn't think I luve theeTho' I write thee every dayWi' all t' larnin' 'at I have!I'll finnd anuther way:I'll ...
Th' child cries i'th cradle;Th' cake bruns o'th stone;Th' cow moos i'th milkin' gap,At th' end o'th loan.The cat purs ...
No matter wheer thoo wander,Be't North, South, East or West,In hot lands or in cool lands,Thi heart will find no ...
I MAY not call thee "Sweetheart,""My ain, my dearest Dear,"Nor "Darlin'," nor "Beloved,"Lest ither folk might hear,An' even "Luve's" forbidden,Wiv ...
Smokin' my pipe on the mountings, sniffin' the mornin' cool, I walks in my old brown gaiters along o' my ...
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note, ...
The mountain brook sung lonesomelike, and loitered on its way Ez if it waited for a child to jine it ...
Fisherman Jim lived on the hill With his bonnie wife an' his little boys; 'T wuz "Blow, ye winds, as ...
Little brown baby wif spa'klin' eyes, Come to yo' pappy an' set on his knee. What you been doin', suh ...
You've heard of Violet de Vere, strip-teaser of renown, Whose sitting-base out-faired the face of any girl in town; Well, ...
On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few, And men of religion are scanty, On a road never cross'd ...
On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few, And men of religion are scanty, On a road never cross'd ...
In a little town in Devonshire, in the mellow September moonlight, A gentleman passing along a street saw a pitiful ...
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