The Old Swimmin’ Hole (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Oh! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, And the ...
Oh! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, And the ...
"When it's _got_ to be,"--like! always say, As I notice the years whiz past,And know each day is a yesterday, When we ...
I'VE been watchin' of 'em parson,An' I'm sorry fur to say'At my mind is not contentedWith the loose an' keerless ...
They's nothin' in the name to strike A feller more'n common like! 'Taint liable to git no praise Ner nothin' like it nowadays; An' ...
Sometimes when we're in school, and it's the afternoon and late, And kinder warm and sleepy, don't yer know;And p'r'aps a ...
Lawzy! don't I rickollect That-'air old swing in the lane!Right and proper, I expect, Old times _can't_ come back again;But I want ...
It's many's the scenes which is dear to my mindAs I think of my childhood so long left behind;The home ...
Wunst I sassed my Pa, an' heWon't stand that, an' punished me,--Nen when he was gone that day,I slipped out ...
Big John HenryThis here's a tale of a sho-nuff manWhut lived one time in the delta lan'His hand was big ...
Uncle Sidney, when he wuz here, Maked me a squirtgun out o' someElder-bushes 'at growed out nearWhere wuz the brickyard--'way out ...
On the Sunday morning mustered,Yarning at our ease;Buggies, traps and jinkers clusteredUnderneath the trees,Horses tethered to the fences;Thus we hold ...
Ar! Gimme fights wiv foeman I kin see, To upper-cut an' wallop on the jor.Life in a burrer ain't no ...
When I'm sittin' in me dug-out wiv me rifle on me knees,An' a yowlin', 'owlin' chorus comes a-floatin' up the ...
I 'ave written Mick a letter in reply to one uv 'is,Where 'e arsts 'ow things is goin' where the ...
VONCE oopon a dimes, goot vhile afder der var vas ofer, der Herr Breitmann vent oud Vest, drafellin' apout like ...
One time, 'way back where the year marks fadeGod said: "I see I must lose my West,The place where I've ...
Old Pete Parraday, he toddles up the road,"Dangin'" things and "darn in'" things and hefting of his load For yesterday ...
I've ridden afar on the trails of life;And whether I've been right er wrongIn saddlin' the pleasure, ropin' the strife--I've ...
When my rope takes hold on a two-year-old,By the foot or the neck or the horn,He kin plunge and fight ...
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock, And you hear the kyouck and gobble ...
OH! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, ...
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