Sketches of Village Character In Days “O’ Langsyne” (Janet Hamilton Poems)
I've aften been thinkin', whan sittin' alane,Blin', dowie, an' cowerin' upon the hearth stane,On places an' faces I ken'd o' ...
I've aften been thinkin', whan sittin' alane,Blin', dowie, an' cowerin' upon the hearth stane,On places an' faces I ken'd o' ...
It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep,For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away like ...
THE YOUNG MASTER ASKS FOR A STORY Whut you say, dah? huh, uh! chile, You 's enough to dribe me wile. Want a ...
'You talk of snakes,' said Jack the Rat,'But blow me, one hot summer,I seen a thing that knocked me flat ...
It was n't kid stakes. I 'ad no crook lurk To act deceivin', or to treat 'er mean.I'm old enough ...
When I'm out among the fellows, with the work to hold my mind,Then there's heaps of joy in livin' an' ...
Jist 'ere it gripped me, on a sudden, like a red-'ot knife.I wus diggin' in the garden, talkin' pleasant to ...
'Oo is that girl, sez Digger Smith,That never seems to bother with No blokes: the bint with curly 'air? I've ...
An old western town lay asleep in the sunOf a long summer day that was then almost done.The shadows were ...
TO N. H. FAIRBANKS. Sistah! Bress Gawd! Thot I'd drap in jes' er while, See ef yo's er gittin' 'long ...
Pit the bairn on mammy's back, Ow'r her shuiders pit his feet;Let me grup his wee fat legs, While his ...
If a feller's been astraddle since he's big enough to ride,And has had to throw a saddle onto every sort ...
It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep, For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away ...
Me that 'ave been what I've been -- Me that 'ave gone where I've gone -- Me that 'ave seen ...
HER daddie forbad, her minnie forbad Forbidden she wadna be: She wadna trow't the browst she brew'd, Wad taste sae ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
ON SEEING ONE ON A LADY'S BONNET AT CHURCH Ha! whare ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie! Your impudence protects you ...
Danny O'Dare, the dancin' bear, Ran away from the County Fair, Ran right up to my back stair And thought ...
'Twas the horse thief, Andy Regan, that was hunted like a dog By the troopers of the upper Murray side, ...
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