A Little Book of American Humorous VerseThomas Augustine Daly David McKay Company, 1926 - 149 страница |
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... ring , She knowed the Lord was nigher . An ' she'd blush scarlit , right in prayer , When her new meetin ' - bunnet Felt somehow thru ' its crown a pair O ' blue eyes sot upun it . JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL Thet night , I tell ye , 42.
... ring , She knowed the Lord was nigher . An ' she'd blush scarlit , right in prayer , When her new meetin ' - bunnet Felt somehow thru ' its crown a pair O ' blue eyes sot upun it . JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL Thet night , I tell ye , 42.
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... Lord , Be merciful to me , a fool ! " No pity , Lord , could change the heart From red with wrong to white as wool ; The rod must heal the sin : but Lord , Be merciful to me , a fool ! " " Tis not by guilt the onward sweep Of truth and ...
... Lord , Be merciful to me , a fool ! " No pity , Lord , could change the heart From red with wrong to white as wool ; The rod must heal the sin : but Lord , Be merciful to me , a fool ! " " Tis not by guilt the onward sweep Of truth and ...
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... Lord , Be merciful to me , a fool ! " The room was hushed ; in silence rose The King , and sought his gardens cool , And walked apart , and murmured low , " Be merciful to me , a fool ! " CHARLES EDWARD CARRYL Robinson Crusoe HE night ...
... Lord , Be merciful to me , a fool ! " The room was hushed ; in silence rose The King , and sought his gardens cool , And walked apart , and murmured low , " Be merciful to me , a fool ! " CHARLES EDWARD CARRYL Robinson Crusoe HE night ...
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... Lord of Poets . In a gleam Of light that made her like an angel seem , The Daughter of the Vine said : " I myself Am Reason , and the Other was a Dream . " 36 . I Another Way LAY in silence , dead . A woman came ( 1842-1914 ) And laid a ...
... Lord of Poets . In a gleam Of light that made her like an angel seem , The Daughter of the Vine said : " I myself Am Reason , and the Other was a Dream . " 36 . I Another Way LAY in silence , dead . A woman came ( 1842-1914 ) And laid a ...
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... lord- And the player is king when the door is past , The plowman is crowned , and the lord is last ! I'd rather fail in Bohemia than win in another land ; There are no titles inherited there , No hoard or hope for the brainless heir ...
... lord- And the player is king when the door is past , The plowman is crowned , and the lord is last ! I'd rather fail in Bohemia than win in another land ; There are no titles inherited there , No hoard or hope for the brainless heir ...
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Ahkoond apple toddy apple-pie and cheese ARTHUR GUITERMAN Behold the deeds blue Breitmann gife Burke and Shea Cap'n John Smith Casey Casey's Caty Caty-did CHARLES EDWARD CARRYL CHRISTOPHER MORLEY Darby Deacon dead dinneh DON MARQUIS ERNEST LAWRENCE THAYER EUGENE FIELD eyes FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS gife a barty graveyard rabbit gwine head heart heerd HENRY CUYLER BUNNER humorous verse JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL Job Caruthers Jonah JOYCE KILMER keer of yourse'f Kelly and Burke laugh lips look Lord mighty Miniver Monsignore morning never night Noah OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES one-hoss shay Passamquoddy Pindar Pindar Peel poem poet Prayer right-hand leg Robinson he Sez rose sech sing skipper smile song soul stood Struthers Sultan sun s a-slantin Swat sweet T. A. DALY Take keer tell there's thet THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH thou thought tree twas useter vine wine
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Страница 32 - The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Страница 31 - THE LAST LEAF I SAW him once before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through Mie town.
Страница 32 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer...
Страница 37 - Fifty-five! This morning the parson takes a drive. Now, small boys, get out of the way! Here comes the wonderful one-hoss shay, Drawn by a rat-tailed, ewe-necked bay. "Huddup !" said the parson. Off went they. The parson was working his Sunday's text, — Had got to fifthly, and stopped perplexed At what the — Moses — was coming next. All at once the horse stood still, Close by the meet'n'-house on the hill. — First a shiver, and then a thrill, Then something decidedly like a spill, — And...
Страница 36 - EIGHTEEN HUNDRED; — it came and found The Deacon's masterpiece strong and sound. Eighteen hundred increased by ten; "Hahnsum kerridge" they called it then. Eighteen hundred and twenty came; — Running as usual; much the same. Thirty and Forty at last arrive, And then come Fifty, and FIFTY-FIVE.
Страница 41 - 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'.
Страница 42 - em, danced 'em, druv 'em, Fust this one, an' then thet, by spells — All is, he could n't love 'em. But long o' her his veins 'ould run All crinkly like curled maple, The side she breshed felt full o' sun Ez a south slope in Ap'il.
Страница 66 - You know, my Friends, with what a brave Carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house ; Divorced old barren Reason from my Bed, And took the Daughter of the Vine to Spouse. LVI For 'Is' and 'IS-NOT' though with Rule and Line, And 'UP-AND-DOWN...
Страница 22 - ... reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick! More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled and shouted and called them by name. " Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! — To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall, Now, dash away, dash away, dash away all!
Страница 61 - Sin was likewise; Yet he played it that day upon William And me in a way I despise. Which we had a small game, And Ah Sin took a hand: It was Euchre. The same He did not understand; But he smiled, as he sat by the table, With the smile that was childlike and bland.