The Straight Griffin (C J Dennis Poems)
'Eroes? Orright. You 'ave it 'ow yeh like. Throw up yer little 'at an' come the glad;But not too much ...
'Eroes? Orright. You 'ave it 'ow yeh like. Throw up yer little 'at an' come the glad;But not too much ...
See, I'm writin' to Mick as a bloke to a bloke - To a cobber o' mine at the front ...
'Er name's Doreen…Well spare me bloomin' days!You could er knocked me down wiv 'arf a brick! Yes, me, that kids ...
'E sez to me, "Wot's orl this flamin' war? The papers torks uv nothin' else but scraps.An'wot's ole England got ...
I wus pickin' gipsy vi'lits fer to try an' square Doreen.We 'ad words . . . about pianners - fer ...
'E's a tough ole salt, With a 'ide well tanned, ...
She never nagged; she never said no word; But sat an' looked at me an' never stirred. I could ...
Beneath a lamp in Spring-street, on a recent calm spring night,I came unwittingly upon a most pathetic sight;A sorry spectacle ...
The little gipsy vi'lits, they wus peepin' thro' the greenAs she come walkin' in the grass, me little wife, Doreen. ...
My sort, she sez, "don't meet no fairy prince." I can't 'elp 'earin' part uv wot was said ...
Ses Cullen, the cockie, he ses to me:"Now, I puts it to you in this way:If a feller....(Woah, Ginger! Come ...
This ev'nin' I was sittin' wiv Doreen, Peaceful an' 'appy wiv the day's work done,Watchin', be'ind the orchard's bonzer green, ...
Now, Ma-til-der! Ain't cher dressed yet? I declare, the girl ain't up!Last as ushul. Move yerself, you sleepy'-ead!Are you goin' ...
'E wouldn't play the flute; the sulky cow. An', after all the trouble that we tookTo try an' cheer,'is spirits ...
Not guilty, yer Honers! I talks to yer straight! An' I calls it a pretty crook game -An' an 'og ...
To MR. C. W. WOLF, Columbus Ohio.Feller citizens ob deez United States, an' extinguished constiterrunts ob de universal domain, an' ...
I liked the way we used to do, when cattle was plenty and folks was few.The people gathered frum ...
Deze eatin' folks may tell me ub de gloriz ub spring lam',An' de toofsumnis ub tuckey et wid cel'ry an' ...
O, de birds ar' sweetly singin', 'Weh down Souf,An' de banjer is a-ringin', 'Weh down Souf;An' my heart it is ...
That night hoss he got the gate open. You find the next mornin' he's gone.And there by the fence lays ...
Cooee! Well, Dig, I s'pose you've 'eard that row Up in ole Blighty some ten year ago.An' it is up ...
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