We got up a Christmas-doin's Last Christmas Eve - Kindo' dimonstration 'At I railly believe Give more satisfaction - Take it up and down - Than ary intertainment Ever come to town! ...
Writ in between the lines of his life-deed We trace the sacred service of a heart Answering the Divine command, in every part Bearing on human weal: His love did feed...
John McKeen, in his rusty dress, His loosened collar, and swarthy throat; His face unshaven, and none the less, His hearty laugh and his wholesomeness, And the wealth of a workman's vote! ...
John McKeen, in his rusty dress, His loosened collar, and swarthy throat, His face unshaven, and none the less, His hearty laugh and his wholesomeness, And the wealth of a workman's vote! ...
The world is turned ag'in' me, And people says, "They guess That nothin' else is in me But pure maliciousness!" I git the blame for doin' What other chaps destroy, And I'm a-goin' to ruin...
A strange life - strangely passed! We may not read the soul When God has folded up the scroll In death at last. We may not - dare not say of one Whose task of life as well was done...
Had a hare-lip - Joney had: Spiled his looks, and Joney knowed it: Fellers tried to bore him, bad - But ef ever he got mad, He kep' still and never showed it. 'Druther have his mouth all pouted...
O her eyes are amber-fine - Dark and deep as wells of wine, While her smile is like the noon Splendor of a day of June. If she sorrow - lo! her face It is like a flowery space...
O queenly month of indolent repose! I drink thy breath in sips of rare perfume, As in thy downy lap of clover-bloom I nestle like a drowsy child and doze The lazy hours away. The zephyr throws...
Out at Woodruff Place - afar From the city's glare and jar, With the leafy trees, instead Of the awnings, overhead; With the shadows cool and sweet, For the fever of the street;...
Just to be good - This is enough - enough! O we who find sin's billows wild and rough, Do we not feel how more than any gold Would be the blameless life we led of old...
On old Brandywine - about Where White's Lots is now laid out, And the old crick narries down To the ditch that splits the town, Kingry's Mill stood. Hardly see Where the old dam ust to be;...
O heart of mine, we shouldn't Worry so! What we've missed of calm we couldn't Have, you know! What we've met of stormy pain, And of sorrow's driving rain, We can better meet again, If it blow!...
1 Tell you what I like the best - 'Long about knee-deep in June, 'Bout the time strawberries melts On the vine, some afternoon Like to jes' git out and rest, And not work at nothin' else! ...
Dear Lord, to Thee my knee is bent - Give me content - Full-pleasured with what comes to me, Whate'er it be: An humble roof - a frugal board, And simple hoard; The wintry fagot piled beside...
Ay, thou varlet! Laugh away! All the world's a holiday! Laugh away, and roar and shout Till thy hoarse tongue lolleth out! Bloat thy cheeks, and bulge thine eyes Unto bursting; pelt thy thighs...
Leedle Dutch baby haff come ter town! Jabber und jump till der day gone down - Jabber und sphlutter und sphlit hees jaws - Vot a Dutch baby dees Londsmon vas! I dink dose mout' vas leedle too vide...
Leonainie - Angels named her; And they took the light Of the laughing stars and framed her In a smile of white; And they made her hair of gloomy Midnight, and her eyes of bloomy...