The Clover (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Some sings of the lily, and daisy, and rose, And the pansies and pinks that the Summertime throwsIn the green grassy lap ...
Some sings of the lily, and daisy, and rose, And the pansies and pinks that the Summertime throwsIn the green grassy lap ...
De 'cession's stahted on de gospel way, De Capting is a-drawin' nigh: Bettah stop a-foolin' an' a-try to pray; Lif' up yo' haid ...
WHAT'S the use o' folks a-frownin'When the way's a little rough?Frowns lay out the road fur smilin'You'll be wrinkled soon ...
An'—wilt—yeh—take—this—woman—fer—to—be Yer—wedded—wife?— . . . O, strike me! Will I wot?Take 'er? Doreen? 'E stan's there arstin' me! As if ...
Ole Mother Moon 'oo yanks 'er beamin' dile Acrost the sky when we've grown sick o' day,She's like some fat ...
'Er pore dear Par. she sez, "'e kept a store";An' then she weeps an' stares 'ard at the floor. "'Twas ...
THEY slewed her in to dump her load, And cleaned her aft and fore; They turned her out to take ...
Candidly, I do not hug a Wish to go ...
But now they are moaning, on ilka green loaningThe Flowers of the Forest are a' wede away.Jane Elliot (1727-1805).O! day-time ...
Don't yeh hear them callin, to yeh, callin' to yeh, lad? Where the skyline's smeared an' grey with cannon smoke,There's ...
Most folks, as I've noticed, in pleasure an' strife,Are always expecting too much out of life.They wail an' they fretJust ...
TO DR. M.D. FITCH, Columbus, Ohio. Oh Dahky stop yo' moanin'! Oh Dahky stop yo' sigh! De sun am 'way ...
There was weepin' by the women that the crowd could plainly see, An' old William's throat was chokin' an' his ...
Air — "Cawdor Fair."Bonnie ran the burnie doon,Wand'rin' and windin';Sweetly sang the birds aboon,Care never mindin'.The gentle simmer windWas their ...
No use frettin' when the rain comes down,No use grievin' when the gray clouds frown,No use sighin' when the wind ...
I SIT aside thi Croodle BeckWatchin' its waiters flow,At t' bend wheer t' willows 'at thoo luvedStand weepin' in a ...
O none may share the sorrow, And none may break the spell,For I ha' crost the weird water ...
A sudden wakin', a sudden weepin', A li'l suckin', a li'l sleepin'; A cheel's full joys an' a cheel's short ...
Missis Moriarty called last week, and says she to me, says she: "Sure the heart of me's broken entirely now ...
Fairest! put on a while These pinions of light I bring thee, And o'er thy own green isle In fancy ...
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