Bud’s Fairy-Tale (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Some peoples thinks they ain't no Fairies _now_No more yet!--But they _is_, I bet! 'Cause efThey _wuzn't_ Fairies, nen I' ...
Some peoples thinks they ain't no Fairies _now_No more yet!--But they _is_, I bet! 'Cause efThey _wuzn't_ Fairies, nen I' ...
Old Bob comes down, as usual, an' hangs about the quay,An' after half an hour or so he comes to ...
OVER here in England I'm helpin' wi' the hay, And I wisht I was in Ireland the livelong day; Weary on the ...
Oh, de weathah it is balmy an' de breeze is sighin' low. Li'l' gal, An' de mockin' bird is singin' in de ...
Summah 's nice, wif sun a-shinin', Spring is good wif greens and grass, An' dey 's some t'ings nice 'bout wintah, Dough hit ...
Kind er _like_ a stormy day, take it all together,--Don't believe I'd want it jest only pleasant weather;If the sky ...
Meet me at the fowd at the milkin'-time,Whan the dusky sky is gowd at the milkin'-time; Whan the fog is slant ...
"SAW ye Johnny comin?" quo' she,"Saw ye Johnny comin?Wi' his blue bonnet on his head,And his doggie runnin.Yestreen about the ...
They ain't no style about 'em,And they're sorto' pale and faded,Yit the doorway here, without 'em,Would be lonesomer, and shadedWith ...
I rise up in de mornin'Early in de spring,And hear de bees a hummin'An' 'hear de robbins sing;Th're com' o'er ...
I'm back down in ole Georgy w'ere de sun is shinin' hot,W'ere de cawn it is a-tasslin', gittin' ready fu' ...
When I'm out among the fellows, with the work to hold my mind,Then there's heaps of joy in livin' an' ...
Th' wynt blows keen thro' th' shiverin' thorn, An' th' leet looks wild i'th sky;Come, Tet, stir up that ...
You've watched the ground-hog's shadow and the shiftin' weather signsTill the Northern prairie starred itse'f with flowers;You've seen the snow ...
Th' wynt blows keen through th' shiverin' thorns,An' th' leet looks wild i'th sky;Come, Tet, stir up that fire; an' ...
De Injun summah's comin', De bees is all froo hummin', De watah-mellon thumbin' ...
TO ROBERT PAYNE and MAJOR J. C. FULTON, Columbus, Ohio. When de sno' it am er fallin', Winds er whizzin' ...
(Uncouth-and-not Anthem of the Particular and General Unconscious) Must I wait all my life for a certain thing to happen? ...
As I stood amid the bracken, as I stood amid the fern, I could hear the merry bicker, the blithe ...
De fiel's 'll soon be hummin' Roun' de country high en low; De harves' is a-comin': Hoe yo' ...
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock, And you hear the kyouck and gobble ...
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