Foolin’ Wid De Seasons (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
Seems lak folks is mighty curus In de way dey t'inks an' ac's. Dey jes' spen's dey days a-mixin' Up de t'ings in ...
Seems lak folks is mighty curus In de way dey t'inks an' ac's. Dey jes' spen's dey days a-mixin' Up de t'ings in ...
Hyeah dat singin' in de medders Whaih de folks is mekin' hay? Wo'k is pretty middlin' heavy Fu' a man to be so ...
Come on walkin' wid me, Lucy; 't ain't no time to mope erroun' Wen de sunshine 's shoutin' glory in de ...
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 ...
Whut time 'd dat clock strike? Nine? No-eight;I didn't think hit was so late.Aer chew! I must 'a' got a ...
Bedtime 's come fu' little boys. Po' little lamb. Too tiahed out to make a noise, Po' little lamb. You gwine t' have to-morrer ...
My wife! my children! when death's hour is come, Dry every, every gushing tear, I pray,And rather smile, that I am ...
I PASTORISettembre, andiamo. E' tempo di migrare.Ora in terra d'Abruzzi i miei pastorilascian gli stazzi e vanno verso il mare:scendono ...
Quasi era vespro. Atteso avea soverchioalla posta del cervo, quatto quattofra le canne; e vinceami l'uggia. A un trattovidi l'uom ...
IMPLORAZIONEEstate, Estate mia, non declinare!Fa che prima nel petto il cor mi scoppicome pomo granato a troppo ardore.Estate, Estate, indugia ...
Fra le colonne--d'un bianco tempioSacro a Minerva,--la Dea propiziaAi savi, austera Dea,Pensieroso sedeaAnacreonte,--cantor dei fervidiBaci e degli inni--nati fra i ...
CARMEN AMOEBAEUM IHorace: Book III, Ode 9."Donec gratus eram tibi--"HORACEWhen I was your stiddy, my loveliest Lyddy, ...
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so. Thar isn't her match in the county;Is thar, old gal,--Chiquita, my darling, my beauty?Feel ...
Venne la sera ed il camino arse. Intorno al fuoco, a semicerchio ...
I shan't tell you what's his name:When we want to play a game,Always thinks that he'll be hurt,Soil his jacket ...
whirligig twister dancer prancer st vitus's quester chancer romancer the inkman cometh from that nether world where dream and coincidence ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
WHILE briers an' woodbines budding green, An' paitricks scraichin loud at e'en, An' morning poussie whiddin seen, Inspire my muse, ...
I HOLD it, sir, my bounden duty To warn you how that Master Tootie, Alias, Laird M'Gaun, Was here to ...
or, The First Steamboat up the Alabama. You, Dinah! Come and set me whar de ribber-roads does meet. De Lord, ...
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