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... in them a certain wild , puckery , acidulous ( sometimes even verg- ing toward that point which , in our rustic phrase , is termed shut - eye ) flavor , not wholly unpleasing , nor unwholesome , to palates cloyed with the X INTRODUCTION .
... in them a certain wild , puckery , acidulous ( sometimes even verg- ing toward that point which , in our rustic phrase , is termed shut - eye ) flavor , not wholly unpleasing , nor unwholesome , to palates cloyed with the X INTRODUCTION .
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... sometimes giving a close and obscure sound , as hev for have , hendy for handy , ez for as , thet for that , and again giving it the broad sound it has in father , as hânsome for handsome . 5. To the sound ou he prefixes an e ( hard to ...
... sometimes giving a close and obscure sound , as hev for have , hendy for handy , ez for as , thet for that , and again giving it the broad sound it has in father , as hânsome for handsome . 5. To the sound ou he prefixes an e ( hard to ...
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... sometimes noticed in the unlanguaged prattlings of infants a fondness for alliteration , assonance , and even rhyme , in which natural predisposition we may trace the three degrees through which our Anglo - Saxon verse rose to its ...
... sometimes noticed in the unlanguaged prattlings of infants a fondness for alliteration , assonance , and even rhyme , in which natural predisposition we may trace the three degrees through which our Anglo - Saxon verse rose to its ...
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... sometimes even go along together for a little way , his business is to follow the path of the latter after it diverges , and to show her floundering in the bog at the end of it . Truth is quite beyond the reach of satire . There is so ...
... sometimes even go along together for a little way , his business is to follow the path of the latter after it diverges , and to show her floundering in the bog at the end of it . Truth is quite beyond the reach of satire . There is so ...
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... acceptable to my entire people ( of whatever political views ) , except the postmaster , who dissented ex officio . I observe that you sometimes devote a por tion of your paper to a religious summary . I THE BIGLOW PAPERS . 41.
... acceptable to my entire people ( of whatever political views ) , except the postmaster , who dissented ex officio . I observe that you sometimes devote a por tion of your paper to a religious summary . I THE BIGLOW PAPERS . 41.
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Страница 34 - 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...
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Страница 77 - An' me to recommend a man The place 'ould jest about fit. I du believe in special ways O' prayin' an' convartin'; The bread comes back in many days, An' buttered, tu, fer sartin ; I mean in preyin' till one busts On wut the party chooses, An' in convartin' public trusts To very privit uses.
Страница 36 - Parson Wilbur sez he never heerd in his life Thet th' Apostles rigged out in their swaller-tail coats, An" marched round in front of a drum an' a fife, To git some on "em office, an' some on 'em votes; But John P.
Страница 2 - Rooster's tales stuck onto his hat and eenamost enuf brass a bobbin up and down on his shoulders and figureed onto his coat and trousis, let alone wut nater hed sot in his featers, to make a 6 pounder out on. wal, Hosea he com home considerabal riled, and arter I'd gone to bed I heern Him a thrashin round like a shorttailed Bull in fli-time.
Страница 35 - 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 contty, An' John P. Robinson he Sez this is his view o
Страница 48 - 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.
Страница 67 - An' the slaves thet we oilers make the most out on Air them north o' Mason an' Dixon's line," Sez John C. Calhoun, sez he ; — " Fer all thet," sez Mangum, '"T would be better to hang 'em, An' so git red on 'em soon," sez he. "The mass ough' to labor an' we lay on soffies, Thet 'a the reason I want to spread Freedom's aree ; It puts all the cunninest on us in office, An' reelises our Maker's orig'nal idee,
Страница 75 - sa kind o' thing Thet don't agree with niggers. I du believe the people want A tax on teas an' coffees, Thet nothin' aint extra vygunt, — Purvidin' I 'm in office ; Fer I hev loved my country sence My eye-teeth filled their sockets, An' Uncle Sam I reverence, Partic'larly his pockets.
Страница 10 - Let our dear old Bay State proudly Put the trumpet to her mouth, Let her ring this messidge loudly In the ears of all the South: — 'I'll return ye good fer evil Much ez we frail mortils can But I wun't go help the Devil Makin' man the cus o' man; Call me coward, call me trailer, Jest ez suits your mean idees, — Here I stand a tyrant-hater, An' the friend o' God an