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 ...
I hed it on my min' las' time, when I to write ye started,To tech the leadin' featurs o' my ...
And you're the poet of this concern? I've seed your name in printA dozen times, but I'll be dern I'd 'a' never ...
The Hoosier Folk-Child--all unsung-- Unlettered all of mind and tongue; Unmastered, unmolested--made Most wholly frank and unafraid: Untaught of any school--unvexed Of law or creed--all ...
Apply for the position (I've forgotten now for what) I hadto marry the Second Mayor's daughter by twelve noon. Theorder ...
My Harvah rit me week fo' las',Dat is, dat's w'en I got it;He sed, he hardly had de time'Tween shot ...
Say, Bo, this little Yewropean warIt grieves our gloryus nation to the core - The vurry core of its great, ...
When supper time is almost come, But not ...
Eight days to beer! A sigh sweeps thro' the nation Sweeps like a gale from 'Frisco to New York.("Say! But ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
Wal, Thanksgivin' do be comin' round. With the price of turkeys on the bound, And coal, by gum! Thet were ...
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