Griggsby’s Station (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Pap's got his patent-right, and rich is all creation;But where's the peace and comfort that we all had before?Le's go ...
Pap's got his patent-right, and rich is all creation;But where's the peace and comfort that we all had before?Le's go ...
Had a hare-lip-- Joney had:Spiled his looks, and Joney knowed it:Fellers tried to bore him, bad--But ef ever he got ...
I got to thinkin' of her--both her parents dead and gone-- And all her sisters married off, and none but her ...
I' got no patience with blues at all! And I ust to kindo talk Aginst 'em, and claim, 'tel along last Fall, They ...
Lawzy! don't I rickollect That-'air old swing in the lane!Right and proper, I expect, Old times _can't_ come back again;But I want ...
It's many's the scenes which is dear to my mindAs I think of my childhood so long left behind;The home ...
Oh! tell me a tale of the airly days-- Of the times as they ust to be;"Piller of Fi-er" and "Shakespeare's ...
De ol' time's gone, de new time's hyeah Wid all hits fuss an' feddahs; I done fu'got de joy an' cheah We knowed ...
EIGHT of 'em hyeah all tol' an' yetDese eyes o' mine is wringin' wet;My haht's a-achin' ha'd an' so',De way ...
TWO little boots all rough an' wo',Two little boots!Laws, I's kissed 'em times befo',Dese little boots!Seems de toes a-peepin' thooDis ...
I've thought a power on men and things, As my uncle ust to say,-- And ef folks don't work as they pray, ...
They ain't no style about 'em,And they're sorto' pale and faded,Yit the doorway here, without 'em,Would be lonesomer, and shadedWith ...
"When little 'Pollus Morton he's A-go' to speak a piece, w'y, nen The Teacher smiles an' says 'at she's Most proud, of all ...
Lay me down beneaf de willers in de grass,Whah de branch 'll go a-singin' as it pass. An' w'en I's a-layin' ...
I wonder what the Jacks have got to laugh and laugh about.I'm sure the worms don't see the joke when ...
To-day I strayed in Charing Cross as wretched as could be With thinking of my home and friends across the ...
When I go back from Billy's place I always have to roamThe mazy road, the crazy road that leads the ...
To this green place the tourists troop,By twos, by threes, and group by group, Lads in bright blazers, girls in ...
I wonder what the Jacks have got to laugh and laugh about.I'm sure the worms don't see the joke when ...
ust a changing sea of colourSurging up and flowing down;And pagodas shining golden, night and noon;And a sun-burst-tinted throngOf young ...
OH! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, ...
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