The Writings of James Russell Lowell ...: PoemsPrinted at the Riverside Press, 1896 |
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... tell it's tender ; ' T aint wuth a snap afore it ' s ripe . " Sez Joe , " I'd jest ez lives eat tripe ; You air a buster ter suppose I'd eat what makes me hol ' my nose ! " So they disputed to an ' fro Till cunnin ' Isrel sez to Joe ...
... tell it's tender ; ' T aint wuth a snap afore it ' s ripe . " Sez Joe , " I'd jest ez lives eat tripe ; You air a buster ter suppose I'd eat what makes me hol ' my nose ! " So they disputed to an ' fro Till cunnin ' Isrel sez to Joe ...
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... 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 scorn ye , 46 THE BIGLOW PAPERS.
... 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 scorn ye , 46 THE BIGLOW PAPERS.
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... Tell ye jest the eend I've come to Arter cipherin ' plaguy smart , An ' it makes a handy sum , tu , Any gump could larn by heart ; Laborin ' man an ' laborin ' woman Hev one glory an ' one shame . Ev'y thin ' thet ' s done inhuman ...
... Tell ye jest the eend I've come to Arter cipherin ' plaguy smart , An ' it makes a handy sum , tu , Any gump could larn by heart ; Laborin ' man an ' laborin ' woman Hev one glory an ' one shame . Ev'y thin ' thet ' s done inhuman ...
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... 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 ' seventy - six . Clang the bells in every steeple , Call all true men to disown The tradoocers of our people , The enslavers o ...
... 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 ' seventy - six . Clang the bells in every steeple , Call all true men to disown The tradoocers of our people , The enslavers o ...
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... tell ye I felt streaked The fust time ' t ever I found out wy baggonets wuz peaked ; Here's how it wuz : I started out to go to a fan- dango , The sentinul he ups an ' sez , " Thet ' s furder ' an you can go . " " None o ' your sarse ...
... tell ye I felt streaked The fust time ' t ever I found out wy baggonets wuz peaked ; Here's how it wuz : I started out to go to a fan- dango , The sentinul he ups an ' sez , " Thet ' s furder ' an you can go . " " None o ' your sarse ...
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