Breitmann In Holland. Amsterdam. (Charles Godfrey Leland Poems)
TO Amsterd-m came Breitmann All in de Kermes tide; Yonge Maegden allegader Filled de straat on afery side. De meisjes ...
TO Amsterd-m came Breitmann All in de Kermes tide; Yonge Maegden allegader Filled de straat on afery side. De meisjes ...
ASH on de Alapama biz, Deep sinnin long I sat, I dinks von ding for dinkin Py afery Diplomat; Und ...
VEN de winter make oos shifer Und de bonds is froze mit ice, To shlide und shkate on de rifer, ...
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VONCE oopon a dimes in Frankfort der Herr Breitemann exsberiencet an interfal pedween de periot ven he hat gespent de ...
DERE'S a liddle fact in hishdory vitch few hafe oondershtand, Deutschers are, de jure, de owners of dis land, Und ...
I STOOMPLED oud ov a dafern, Breauscht mit a gallon of wein, Und I rooshed along de strassen, Like a ...
He spent what he made, or he gave it away,Tried to save money, and would for a day,Started a bank-account ...
Vile I vait in his hospital yard For dose holes in mine back to fill up, Den ...
Give us a call! We keep good beer,Wine, and brandy, and whiskey here;Our doors are open to boys and men,And ...
I HAF von funny leedle poy, Vot gomes schust to mine knee; Der queerest schap, der Greatest rogue, ...
When my rope takes hold on a two-year-old,By the foot or the neck or the horn,He kin plunge and fight ...
I had a full day in my purse When I arose, and now it's gone!I wonder if I ...
was a truly amazing manhe pretended to bericheven though we lived on beans and mush and weenieswhen we sat down ...
HERE is music in me, the music of a peasant people.I wander through the levee, picking my banjo and singing ...
Why is that wanton gossip Fame So dumb about this man's affairs? Why do we titter at his name Who ...
Denying services a voice, life taking their freedom to save a few dimes pennies of the budget but at the ...
I saw a brilliant angelfish whose tail and fins shimmered yellow until it turned and silver spread like an undercoat ...
I miss him. When I get back to camp I'll dig him up. Well, he can prop & watch, can't ...
God's truth! these be the bitter times. In vain I sing my sheaf of rhymes, And hold my battered hat ...
"I'd rather make $700 a week playing a maid than earn $7 a day being a maid". Hattie McDaniel. I'm ...
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