Old Spookses’ Pass (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
I. WE'D camped that night on Yaller Bull Flat,— Thar was Possum Billy, an' Tom, an' me. Right smart at throwin' a lariat Was ...
I. WE'D camped that night on Yaller Bull Flat,— Thar was Possum Billy, an' Tom, an' me. Right smart at throwin' a lariat Was ...
WELL, Maussa! if you wants to heer, I'll tell you 'bout um 'true.Doh de berry taut ob dat bad time ...
You axin' sah 'bout Linkum — w'y sho'ly youse been tol''Bout my po' chil — Gawd bless him — he ...
When ol' Sis' Judy pray,De teahs come stealin' down my cheek,De voice ur God widin me speak';I see myse'f so ...
Aye, sure, it does always be rainin' An' the hay lyin' out in the wet,But what's the good o' complainin'? It never ...
I know I'm dull. I know I got a brain That's only fit fer fertilizin' 'air.I don't arst for bokays: ...
The lawyer, are you? Well! I ain't got nothin' to say. Nothin'! I told the perlice I hadn't nothin'. They ...
"Was I at Eureka?" His figure was drawn to a youthful height, And a flood of proud recollections made the ...
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