PoemsHoughton, Mifflin, 1890 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 68 筆
第 44 頁
... folks know who hosy's father is , cos my ant Keziah used to say it's nater to be curus ses she , she aint livin though and he's a likely kind o ' lad . EZEKIEL BIGLOW . THRASH away , you'll hev to rattle On them kittle - drums o ' yourn ...
... folks know who hosy's father is , cos my ant Keziah used to say it's nater to be curus ses she , she aint livin though and he's a likely kind o ' lad . EZEKIEL BIGLOW . THRASH away , you'll hev to rattle On them kittle - drums o ' yourn ...
第 45 頁
... folks see how spry you be , Guess you ' ll toot till you are yeller ' Fore you git ahold o ' me ! Thet air flag's a leetle rotten , Hope it aint your Sunday's best ; — Fact ! it takes a sight o ' cotton To stuff out a soger's chest ...
... folks see how spry you be , Guess you ' ll toot till you are yeller ' Fore you git ahold o ' me ! Thet air flag's a leetle rotten , Hope it aint your Sunday's best ; — Fact ! it takes a sight o ' cotton To stuff out a soger's chest ...
第 46 頁
... folks's throats . They may talk o ' Freedom's airy Tell they're pupple in the face , - It's a grand gret cemetary Fer the barthrights of our race ; They jest want this Californy So's to lug new slave - states in - To abuse ye , an ' to ...
... folks's throats . They may talk o ' Freedom's airy Tell they're pupple in the face , - It's a grand gret cemetary Fer the barthrights of our race ; They jest want this Californy So's to lug new slave - states in - To abuse ye , an ' to ...
第 47 頁
... folks You're agoin ' to git your right , Nor by lookin ' down on black folks Coz you're put upon by wite ; Slavery aint o ' nary color , " Taint the hide thet makes it wus , All it keers fer in a feller ' S jest to make him fill its pus ...
... folks You're agoin ' to git your right , Nor by lookin ' down on black folks Coz you're put upon by wite ; Slavery aint o ' nary color , " Taint the hide thet makes it wus , All it keers fer in a feller ' S jest to make him fill its pus ...
第 48 頁
... 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 ; Aint they a prime lot o ' fellers ? ' Fore ...
... 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 ; Aint they a prime lot o ' fellers ? ' Fore ...
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第 78 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 66 頁 - B. is a sensible man; He stays to his home an' looks arter his folks; He draws his furrer ez straight ez he can, An' into nobody's tater-patch pokes; — But John P. Robinson he Sez he wunt vote fer Guvener B. My! aint it terrible? Wut shall we du? We can't never choose him, o...
第 10 頁 - An' yit she gin her cheer a jerk Ez though she wished him furder, An' on her apples kep' to work, Parin
第 10 頁 - 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 67 頁 - An' Presidunt Polk, you know, he is our country. An' the angel thet writes all our sins in a book Puts the debit to him, an' to us the per contry; An' John P. Robinson he Sez this is his view o
第 46 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 374 頁 - For the gret prize o' death in battle ? To him who, deadly hurt, agen Flashed on afore the charge's thunder, Tippin' with fire the bolt of men Thet rived the Rebel line asunder? 'T ain't right to hev the young go fust, All throbbin...
第 274 頁 - It is a shameful and unblessed thing to take the scum of people, and wicked condemned men, to be the people with whom you plant; and not only so, but it spoileth the plantation; for they will ever live like rogues, and not fall to work, but be lazy, and do mischief, and spend victuals, and be quickly weary, and then certify over to their country to the discredit of the plantation.
第 372 頁 - With Grant or Sherman oilers present ; The chimbleys shudder in the gale, Thet lulls, then suddin takes to flappin' Like a shot hawk, but all 's ez stale To me ez so much sperit-rappin'. Under the yaller-pines I house, When sunshine makes 'em all sweet-scented, An' hear among their furry boughs The baskin...
第 245 頁 - Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But why did you kick me down stairs...