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...
"I was born in Indiany," says a stranger, lank and slim, As us fellers in the restarunt was kindo' guyin' him, And Uncle Jake was slidin' him another punkin pie...
Jes' a little bit o' feller - I remember still, - Ust to almost cry far Christmas, like a youngster will. Fourth o' July's nothin' to it! - New-Year's ain't a smell:...
W'y, one time wuz a little-weenty dirl, An' she wuz named Red Riding Hood, 'cause her - Her Ma she maked a little red cloak fer her 'At turnt up over her head - An' it 'uz all...
He was a Dreamer of the Days: Indolent as a lazy breeze Of midsummer, in idlest ways Lolling about in the shade of trees. The farmer turned - as he passed him by...
He's jes' a great, big, awk'ard, hulkin' Feller, - humped, and sort o' sulkin' - Like, and ruther still-appearin' - Kind-as-ef he wuzn't keerin' Whether school helt out er not -...
Old John's jes' made o' the commonest stuff - Old John Henry - He's tough, I reckon, - but none too tough - Too tough though's better than not enough! Says old John Henry....
Ho! I'm going back to where We were youngsters. - Meet me there, Dear old barefoot chum, and we Will be as we used to be, - Lawless rangers up and down The old creek beyond the town -...
Our hired girl, she's 'Lizabuth Ann; An' she can cook best things to eat! She ist puts dough in our pie-pan, An' pours in somepin' 'at's good and sweet, An' nen she salts it all on top...
Out of the hitherwhere into the Yon - The land that the Lord's love rests upon; Where one may rely on the friends he meets, And the smiles that greet him along the streets:...
Reach your hand to me, my friend, With its heartiest caress - Sometime there will come an end To its present faithfulness - Sometime I may ask in vain For the touch of it again,...
Sweet little myth of the nursery story - Earliest love of mine infantile breast, Be something tangible, bloom in thy glory Into existence, as thou art addressed! Hasten! appear to me, guileless and good -...
Sence I tuk holt o' Gibbses' Churn And be'n a-handlin' the concern, I've travelled round the grand old State Of Indiany, lots, o' late! I've canvassed Crawferdsville and sweat...
Right here at home, boys, in old Hoosierdom, Where strangers allus joke us when they come, And brag o' their old States and interprize - Yit settle here; and 'fore they realize,...
"Whatever the weather may be," says he-- "Whatever the weather may be It's plaze, if ye will, an' I'll say me say,-- Supposin' to-day was the winterest day, Wud the weather be changing because ye cried,...
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales, Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say; Someway o' 'nother, language fails To slide fer me in the oily way That LAWYERS has; and I wisht it would,...
You who to the rounded prime Of a life of toil and stress, Still have kept the morning-time Of glad youth in heart and spirit, So your laugh, as children hear it, Seems their own, no less, -...
I'm thist a little cripple boy, an' never goin' to grow An' get a great big man at all! - 'cause Aunty told me so. When I was thist a baby onc't, I falled out of the bed...