The World's Wit and Humor: An Encyclopedia of the Classic Wit and Humor of All Ages and Nations..., 第 2 卷

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第112页 - ruther We should go to work an' part— They take one way, we take t'other— Guess it wouldn't break my heart; Man hed ought to put asunder Them thet God has noways jined; An' I shouldn't gretly wonder Ef there's thousands o' my mind. —"Biglow Papers.
第134页 - 1'itered on the mat, Some doubtfle o' the sekle, His heart kep' goin' pity-pat, But hern went pity Zekle. An' yit she gin her cheer a jerk Ez though she wished him furder An' on her apples kep' to work, Parin' away like murder. "You want to see my Pa, I s'pose?
第109页 - States in To abuse ye, an' to scorn ye, An' to plunder ye like sin. Ain't it cute to see a Yankee Take sech everlastin' pains, All to git the Devil's thankee Helpin" on 'em weld their chains ? Wy, it's jest ez clear ez
第135页 - Without and Within MY coachman, in the moonlight there, Looks through the side-light of the door; I hear him with his brethren swear, As I could do—but only more. Flattening his nose against the pane, He envies me my brilliant lot, Breathes on his aching fist in vain, And dooms me to a place more hot.
第218页 - won't say—I caught her, Intent on the pier-glass, undoubtedly meaning To see if perhaps it didn't need cleaning. She turned as I entered—"Why, Harry, you sinner, I thought that you went to the Flashers' to dinner!" "So I did," I replied; "the dinner is swallowed, And digested, I trust, for 'tis now nine and more,
第135页 - em both her blessin'. Then her red come back like the tide Down to the Bay o' Fundy, An' all I know is they was cried In meetin' come nex
第134页 - But hern went pity Zekle. An' yit she gin her cheer a jerk Ez though she wished him furder An' on her apples kep' to work, Parin' away like murder. "You want to see my Pa, I s'pose?
第110页 - ye—guess you'd fancy The etarnal bung wuz loose! She wants me fer home consumption, Let alone the hay's to mow— Ef you're arter folks o' gumption, You've a darned long row to hoe. Take them editors thet's crowin' Like a cockerel three months old— Don't ketch any on 'em goin', Though they be so blasted bold;
第135页 - Snowhid in Jenooary. The blood clost roun' her heart felt glued Too tight for all expressin', Tell mother see how metiers stood, An' gin 'em both her blessin'. Then her red come back like the tide Down to the Bay o' Fundy, An' all I know is they was cried In meetin' come nex
第127页 - wut I thought afore I went, thet's wut them fellers told us Thet stayed to hum an' speechified an' to the buzzards sold us; I thought thet gold mines could be gut cheaper than china asters, An' see myself acomin' back like sixty Jacob Astors; But sech idees soon melted down an

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