The Writings of James Russell Lowell ...: PoemsPrinted at the Riverside Press, 1890 |
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... guess our waistbands ' ll be tight ' Fore it comes ten o'clock ternight . " " I won't agree to no such bender , " Sez Isrel ; " keep it tell it's tender ; " T aint wuth a snap afore it's ripe . " Sez Joe , " I'd jest ez lives eat tripe ...
... guess our waistbands ' ll be tight ' Fore it comes ten o'clock ternight . " " I won't agree to no such bender , " Sez Isrel ; " keep it tell it's tender ; " T aint wuth a snap afore it's ripe . " Sez Joe , " I'd jest ez lives eat tripe ...
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... guess Hosea kind o ' did n't hear him , for I never hearn o ' nobody o ' that name in this villadge , and I've lived here man and boy 76 year cum next tater diggin , and thair aint no wheres a kitting spryer ' n I be . If you print ' em ...
... guess Hosea kind o ' did n't hear him , for I never hearn o ' nobody o ' that name in this villadge , and I've lived here man and boy 76 year cum next tater diggin , and thair aint no wheres a kitting spryer ' n I be . If you print ' em ...
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... 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 : Sence we farmers hev to pay fer ...
... 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 : Sence we farmers hev to pay fer ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... Guess it would n't break my heart ; Man hed ough ' to put asunder Them thet God has noways jined ; An ' I should n't gretly wonder Ef there's thousands o ' my mind . [ The first recruiting sergeant on record I conceive to have been that ...
... Guess it would n't break my heart ; Man hed ough ' to put asunder Them thet God has noways jined ; An ' I should n't gretly wonder Ef there's thousands o ' my mind . [ The first recruiting sergeant on record I conceive to have been that ...
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