Mr. Hosea Biglow’s Speech In March Meeting (James Russell Lowell Poems)
I don't much s'pose, hows'ever I should plen it,I could git boosted into th' House or Sennit,--Nut while the twolegged ...
I don't much s'pose, hows'ever I should plen it,I could git boosted into th' House or Sennit,--Nut while the twolegged ...
Th' mooin shone breet wi' silver leet, An th' wind wor softly sighin;Th' burds did sleep, an th' snails did creep, An ...
Summah night an' sighin' breeze, 'Long de lovah's lane; Frien'ly, shadder-mekin' trees, 'Long de lovah's lane. White folks' wo'k all done up gran'-- Me an' ...
Oh, de weathah it is balmy an' de breeze is sighin' low. Li'l' gal, An' de mockin' bird is singin' in de ...
(A Warning)'Simmons ripenin' in de fall,You better run,Brudder 'Possum, run!Mockin' bird commence to call,You better run, Brudder 'Possum, git out ...
Win' a-blowin' gentle so de san' lay low, San' a little heavy f'om de rain, All de pa'ms a-wavin' an' a-weavin' slow, Sighin' ...
Work if tha can, it's thi duty to labor; If able, show willin,--ther's plenty to do,Ther's battles to feight withaat musket ...
"SUNSHINE on de medders,Greenness on de way;Dat's de blessed reasonI sing all de day."Look hyeah! Whut you axin'?Whut meks me ...
O, de light-bugs glimmer down de lane, Merlindy! Merlindy!O, de whip'-will callin' notes ur pain — Merlindy, O, Merlindy!O, honey lub, my ...
Like a thousan' birds o' brightness from the isles o' summer seas, Rickollections, full o' gladness, come with songs and ...
I believe aar Maggie's coortin', For shoo dresses hersen so smart, An' shoo's allus runnin' to t' window ...
SO YOU 'RE sobbin' in the night time, an' you 're sighin' through the day, An' your heart is ever ...
No use frettin' when the rain comes down,No use grievin' when the gray clouds frown,No use sighin' when the wind ...
Ef you strike a thorn or rose, Keep a-goin'! Ef it hails, or ef it snows, Keep a-goin! ...
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
Drunk or sober Uncle Jim Played the boy; Never glum or sour or grim, Oozin' joy. Most folks thought he ...
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