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... South Lived very much from hand to mouth , Played gentleman , nursed dainty hands , Borrowed North's money on his lands , And culled his morals and his graces From cock - pits , bar - rooms , fights , and races ; His sole work in the ...
... South Lived very much from hand to mouth , Played gentleman , nursed dainty hands , Borrowed North's money on his lands , And culled his morals and his graces From cock - pits , bar - rooms , fights , and races ; His sole work in the ...
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... South's swine once get the run on ' t No kind of farming can be done on ' t ; If that don't suit the other side , ' Tis best we instantly divide . But somehow South could ne'er incline way or that to run the line , This And always found ...
... South's swine once get the run on ' t No kind of farming can be done on ' t ; If that don't suit the other side , ' Tis best we instantly divide . But somehow South could ne'er incline way or that to run the line , This And always found ...
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... South may whistle for his part . So thought , so done , the field was sown , And , winter having come and gone , Sly ... South , " My wheat and rye- " grief choked his mouth : " Pray don't mind me , " said South , 44 THE BIGLOW PAPERS.
... South may whistle for his part . So thought , so done , the field was sown , And , winter having come and gone , Sly ... South , " My wheat and rye- " grief choked his mouth : " Pray don't mind me , " said South , 44 THE BIGLOW PAPERS.
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James Russell Lowell. " Pray don't mind me , " said South , “ but plant All of the new land that you want ; " " Yes , but your hogs , " cried North ; " The grain Won't hurt them , " answered South again ; " But they destroy my crop ...
James Russell Lowell. " Pray don't mind me , " said South , “ but plant All of the new land that you want ; " " Yes , but your hogs , " cried North ; " The grain Won't hurt them , " answered South again ; " But they destroy my crop ...
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... South , " is from the point , The ownership , you'll grant , is joint ; I'm sure my only hope and trust is Not law so much as abstract justice , Though , you remember , ' t was agreed That so and so consult the deed ; Objections now are ...
... South , " is from the point , The ownership , you'll grant , is joint ; I'm sure my only hope and trust is Not law so much as abstract justice , Though , you remember , ' t was agreed That so and so consult the deed ; Objections now are ...
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