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agin aint arter become bein believe Biglow Papers bill candidate clear consider discourse doubt edition editor England English fact father feller folks give glory grow haint hand head heart hold hope human humour idee it's Jaalam jest John keep kind language leave less letters look matter mean mind natural never North nothin object ollers once original ould party perhaps persons political present printed question reader round safe Sawin sech seems side slavery sometimes sort sound speak stand suit tell thet thing thought thru took truth volume vote ware Wilbur wonder young
第 xxxvii 頁 - Zekle crep' up quite unbeknown An' peeked in thru' the winder, An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'ith no one nigh to hender. A fireplace filled the room's one side With half a cord o' wood in — There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'. The wa'nut logs shot sparkles out Towards the pootiest, bless her, An' leetle flames danced all about The chiny on the dresser.
第 69 頁 - This lays all thought o' sin to rest, I don't believe in princerple, But O, I du in interest. I du believe in bein' this Or thet, ez it may happen One way or t'other hendiest is To ketch the people nappin' ; It aint by princerples nor men My preudunt course is steadied, — I scent wich pays the best, an...
第 43 頁 - I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for not without dust and heat.
第 4 頁 - Ez fer war, I call it murder, — There you hev it plain an' flat ; I don't want to go no furder Than my Testyment fer that ; God hez sed so plump an' fairly, It's ez long ez it is broad, An' you Ve gut to git up airly Ef you want to take in God.
第 132 頁 - We may say, that to few mortals has it been granted to earn such a place in Universal History as Tyll : for now after five centuries, when Wallace's birthplace is unknown even to the Scots ; and the Admirable Crichton still more rapidly is grown a shadow ; and Edward Longshanks sleeps unregarded save by a few antiquarian English...
第 xvi 頁 - And it came to pass at noon that Elijah mocked them, and said, Cry aloud : for he is a god ; either he is talking or he is pursuing, or he is in a journey, or peradventure he sleepeth, and must be awaked.
第 8 頁 - 11 make ye act like freemen? Wut '11 git your dander riz? Come, I '11 tell ye wut I 'm thinkin' Is our dooty in this fix, They 'd ha' done 't ez quick ez winkin' In the days o
第 xxi 頁 - Parson Wilbur sez he never heerd in his life Thet th' Apostles rigged out in their swaller-tail coats, An" marched round in front of a drum an' a fife, To git some on "em office, an' some on 'em votes; But John P.