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 don't much s'pose, hows'ever I should plen it,I could git boosted into th' House or Sennit,--Nut while the twolegged ...
SO YER trav'lin' for yer pleasure while yer writin' for the press?An' yer huntin' arter "copy"?-well, I've heer'd o' that. ...
Was you at de hall las' night,To de Leap Yeah Party?I reckon dat I was,But didn't I eat hearty?I wouldn't ...
"They ain't much 'tale' about it!" Noey said.--"K'tawby grapes wuz gittin' good-n-redI rickollect; and Tubb Kingry and me'Ud kindo' browse ...
The fever-cloud hung owre the toun, Dark drippin' wi' the dews o' death,That fell on mony a lowly hame Wi' silent, stealin,' ...
It's hot to-day. The bees is buzzin' Kinder don't-keer-like aroun' An' fur off the warm air dances O'er the parchin' roofs in town. In ...
NIGGER mighty happy w'en he layin' by co'n- Dat sun 's a-slantin';Nigger mighty happy w'en he year de dinner ho'n- Dat sun ...
Come on walkin' wid me, Lucy; 't ain't no time to mope erroun' Wen de sunshine 's shoutin' glory in de ...
IN de dead of night I sometimes,Git to t'inkin' of de pas'An' de days w'en slavery helt meIn my mis'ry ...
Bones a-gittin' achy, Back a-feelin' col', Han's a-growin' shaky, Jes' lak I was ol'. Fros' erpon de meddah Lookin' mighty white; Snowdraps lak a feddah Slippin' down ...
Slow de night 's a-fallin', An' I hyeah de callin, Out erpon de lonesome hill; Soun' is moughty dreary, Solemn-lak an' skeery, Sayin' fu' to ...
A fiddler sits, wha has never been seen, On the ledgin' o' Boglebriggs;An' aye when the clock strikes the midnicht ...
O ye women! WIMMIN! WEEMIN!!See our tears repentant streamin'!See the pearly drops a-gleamin', Streamin' from our rheumy eye!Mark our weskits ...
Plague tak' his auld grannie, wha brocht frae the toonThat whussle, an' gie'd him't to deave us wi' soun';For frae ...
Swashin' down the quarter-deck, scuppers runnin' free,All th' gang in workin' white, happy as c'n be;Smell o' coffee comin' through ...
We-ell, you say you're mine, but baby you don't show itYou better fly right, for before you know itI'm a-going ...
Yes, a cow boy has his troubles, and he shore is out of luck,Out a dozen miles from nowheres ...
IT'S a good old world we're livin' in With all its pain an' sorrow; A world where friends are givin' ...
Me and Ed and a stretcher Out on the nootral ground. (If there's one dead corpse, I'll betcher There's a ...
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