Melibœus-Hipponax: The Biglow papers. Second seriesTicknor & Fields, 1867 - 258 páginas |
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... thet hain't riz once ain't goin ' to rise agin , An ' it's jest money throwed away to put the emptins in : But thet's wut folks wun't never larn ; they dunno how to go , Arter you want their room , no more ' n a bullet - headed beau ...
... thet hain't riz once ain't goin ' to rise agin , An ' it's jest money throwed away to put the emptins in : But thet's wut folks wun't never larn ; they dunno how to go , Arter you want their room , no more ' n a bullet - headed beau ...
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... Thet mebby kep ' another chap frum washin ' off a wreck ; An ' you may see the taters grow in one poor feller's patch , So small no self - respectin ' hen thet vallied time ' ould scratch , So small the rot can't find ' em out , an ...
... Thet mebby kep ' another chap frum washin ' off a wreck ; An ' you may see the taters grow in one poor feller's patch , So small no self - respectin ' hen thet vallied time ' ould scratch , So small the rot can't find ' em out , an ...
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... thet gits some ink to shed . When I writ last , I'd ben turned loose by thet blamed nigger , Pomp , Ferlorner than a musquash , ef you'd took an ' dreened his swamp : But I ain't o ' the meechin ' kind , thet sets an ' thinks fer weeks ...
... thet gits some ink to shed . When I writ last , I'd ben turned loose by thet blamed nigger , Pomp , Ferlorner than a musquash , ef you'd took an ' dreened his swamp : But I ain't o ' the meechin ' kind , thet sets an ' thinks fer weeks ...
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... thet sot opposite , arter a squint at me , Lep up an ' drawed his peacemaker , an ' , " Dash it , Sir , " suz he , " I'm doubledashed ef you ain't him thet stole my yaller chettle , ( You ' re all the stranger thet ' s around , ) so now ...
... thet sot opposite , arter a squint at me , Lep up an ' drawed his peacemaker , an ' , " Dash it , Sir , " suz he , " I'm doubledashed ef you ain't him thet stole my yaller chettle , ( You ' re all the stranger thet ' s around , ) so now ...
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... ( thet ' s borryable ) in town . We'll try ye fair , ole Grafted - Leg , an ' ef the tar wun't stick , Th ' ain't not a juror here but wut ' ll ' quit ye double- quick . " To cut it short , I wun't say sweet , they gi ' me a good dip ...
... ( thet ' s borryable ) in town . We'll try ye fair , ole Grafted - Leg , an ' ef the tar wun't stick , Th ' ain't not a juror here but wut ' ll ' quit ye double- quick . " To cut it short , I wun't say sweet , they gi ' me a good dip ...
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Pasajes populares
Página lxxvii - There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'. The wa'nut logs shot sparkles out Towards the pootiest, bless her, An' leetle flames danced all about The chiny on the dresser. Agin the chimbley crook-necks hung, An' in amongst 'em rusted The ole queen's-arm thet gran'ther Young Fetched back f'om Concord busted.
Página 40 - Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But why did you kick me down stairs...
Página 216 - Under the yaller-pines I house. When sunshine makes "em all sweetscented, An' hear among their furry boughs The baskin' west-wind purr contented, While 'way o'erhead, ez sweet an...
Página lxxvii - GOD makes sech nights, all white an' still Fur 'z you can look or listen, Moonshine an' snow on field an' hill, All silence an' all glisten. Zekle crep' up quite unbeknown An' peeked in thru' the winder. An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'Ith no one nigh to hender.
Página 80 - It is a shameful and unblessed thing to take the scum of people, and wicked condemned men, to be the people with whom you plant; and not only so, but it spoileth the plantation; for they will ever live like rogues, and not fall to work, but be lazy, and do mischief, and spend victuals, and be quickly weary, and then certify over to their country to the discredit of the plantation.
Página 159 - Sabbath arter meetin'-time : Findin' my feelin's would n't noways rhyme With nobody's, but off the hendle flew An' took things from an east-wind pint o' view, I started off to lose me in the hills Where the pines be, up back o...
Página 218 - em growin', Three likely lads ez wal could be, Hahnsome an' brave an' not tu knowin'? I set an' look into the blaze Whose natur', jes' like theirn, keeps climbin', Ez long 'z it lives, in shinin' ways, An' half despise myself for rhymin'.
Página ix - In choosing the Yankee dialect, I did not aofc without forethought. It had long seemed to me that the great vice of American writing and speaking was a studied— want of -simplicity, that we were in danger of coming to look on our mother-tongue as a dead language, to be sought in the grammar and dictionary rather than in the heart, and that our only chance of escape was by seeking it at its living sources among those who were, as Scottowe says of Major-General Gibbons,
Página lxxx - em slips, Huldy sot pale ez ashes, All kin' o' smily roun' the lips An' teary roun' the lashes. For she was jes' the quiet kind Whose naturs never vary, Like streams that keep a summer mind Snowhid in Jenooary. The blood clost roun' her heart felt glued Too tight for all expressin', Tell mother see how metters stood, An' gin 'em both her blessin'. Then her red come back like the tide Down to the Bay o' Fundy, An' all I know is they was cried In meetin' come nex
Página 151 - GENTLEMEN, — At the special request of Mr. Biglow, I intended to inclose, together with his own contribution, (into which, at my suggestion, he has thrown a little more of pastoral sentiment than usual,) some passages from my sermon on the day of the National Fast, from the text, " Remember them that are in bonds, as bound with them,