Fable for critics. Bigelow papers. Unhappy lot of Mr. Knott. An oriental apologueTicknor and Fields, 1858 |
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... nothin bad on him let Alone his havin what Parson Wilbur cals a pongshong for cocktales , and he ses it wuz a soshiashun of idees sot him agoin arter the Crootin Sargient cos he wore a cocktale onto his hat . his Folks gin the letter to ...
... nothin bad on him let Alone his havin what Parson Wilbur cals a pongshong for cocktales , and he ses it wuz a soshiashun of idees sot him agoin arter the Crootin Sargient cos he wore a cocktale onto his hat . his Folks gin the letter to ...
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... nothin ' more ' n a skeeter ! Then there's the yaller fever , tu , they call it here el vomito , - ( Come , thet wun't du , you landcrab there , I tell ye to le ' go my toe ! My gracious ! it's a scorpion thet's took a shine to play ...
... nothin ' more ' n a skeeter ! Then there's the yaller fever , tu , they call it here el vomito , - ( Come , thet wun't du , you landcrab there , I tell ye to le ' go my toe ! My gracious ! it's a scorpion thet's took a shine to play ...
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... nothin ' on airth but jest fee , faw , fum : An ' thet all this big talk of our destinies Is half on it ignorance , an ' t'other half rum ; But John P. Robinson he Sez it aint no sech thing ; an ' , of course , so must we . Parson ...
... nothin ' on airth but jest fee , faw , fum : An ' thet all this big talk of our destinies Is half on it ignorance , an ' t'other half rum ; But John P. Robinson he Sez it aint no sech thing ; an ' , of course , so must we . Parson ...
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... ? then , who's goin ' to use it Wen there's resk o ' some chap's gittin ' up to abuse it ? I can't tell the wy on't , but nothin ' is so sure Ez thet principle kind o ' gits spiled by exposure THE BIGLOW PAPERS . 183.
... ? then , who's goin ' to use it Wen there's resk o ' some chap's gittin ' up to abuse it ? I can't tell the wy on't , but nothin ' is so sure Ez thet principle kind o ' gits spiled by exposure THE BIGLOW PAPERS . 183.
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... nothin ' so nice to . Besides , ther's a wonderful power in latitude To shift a man's morril relations an ' attitude ; Some flossifers think thet a fakkilty's granted The minnit it's proved to be thoroughly wanted , Thet a change o ...
... nothin ' so nice to . Besides , ther's a wonderful power in latitude To shift a man's morril relations an ' attitude ; Some flossifers think thet a fakkilty's granted The minnit it's proved to be thoroughly wanted , Thet a change o ...
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Страница 210 - 11 keep the people in blindness,— Thet we the Mexicuns can thrash Eight inter brotherly kindness, Thet bombshells, grape, an' powder 'n' ball Air good-will's strongest magnets, Thet peace, to make it stick at all, Must be druv in with bagnets. In short, I firmly du believe In Humbug generally, Fer it's a thing thet I perceive To hev a solid vally; This heth my faithful shepherd ben, In pasturs sweet heth led me, An' this '11 keep the people green To feed ez they hev fed me.
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