Remarks Of Increase D. O’phace, Esquire (James Russell Lowell Poems)
At An Extrumpery Caucus In State Street, Reported By Mr. H. BiglowNo? Hez he? He haint, though? Wut? Voted agin ...
Poems about minnit (14 Poems)
A Strange Stooary (John Hartley Poems)
Aw know some fowk will call it crime, To put sich stooaries into ryhme,But yet, contentedly aw chime Mi simple ditty:An if ...
A Tale For Th’ Childer, On Christmas Eve (John Hartley Poems)
Little childer,--little childer; Harken to an old man's ditty;Tho yo live ith' country village,-- Tho yo live ith' busy city.Aw've a little ...
The Linnet (John Hartley Poems)
Little linnet,--stop a minnit,-- Let me have a tawk with thee:Tell me what this life has in it, Maks thee seem so ...
Bonny Yorksher (John Hartley Poems)
Bonny Yorksher! how aw love thi! Hard an rugged tho' thi face is;Ther's an honest air abaat thi, Aw ne'er find i' ...
A Warnin (John Hartley Poems)
A'a dear, what it is to be big! To be big i' one's own estimation,To think if we shake a lawse ...
Mary’s Bonnet (John Hartley Poems)
Have yo seen awr Mary's bonnet? It's a stunner,--noa mistak!Ther's a bunch o' rooasies on it, An a feather daan her back.Yollo ...
Be Happy (John Hartley Poems)
Some fowk ivverlastinly grummel, At th' world an at th' fowk ther is in it;If across owt 'at's pleasant they stummel, They ...
My Doctrine (John Hartley Poems)
Aw wodn't care to live at all, Unless aw could be jolly!Let sanctimonious skinflints call All recreation folly.Aw still believe this world ...
Dad’s Lad (John Hartley Poems)
Little patt'rin, clatt'rin feet,Runnin raand throo morn to neet;Banishin mi mornin's nap,--Little bonny, noisy chap,--But aw can't find fault yo ...
The Play (C J Dennis Poems)
Wot's in a name? — she sez . . . An' then she sighs, An' clasps 'er little 'ands, an' ...
Laying On The Screw (Edwin James Brady Poems)
YOU can dunnage casks o' tallow; you can handle hides an' horn; You can carry frozen mutton; you can lumber ...
Wangled by the Wayside (C J Dennis Poems)
Country blokes is kind, he said, And sat upon his swag(I had no pipe tobacco, So he said he'd "risk ...
Rainy Day In A Cow Camp (Earl Alonzo Brininstool Poems)
Gusty sheets o' rain a-fallin';Yellow slickers our attire;Wet, bedraggled longhorns bawlin';Cook a-cussin' at the fire.Grub all water-soaked and soggy;Foreman's temper ...