Category: Poetry

Neghborly Poems and Dialect Sketches

As far back into boyhood as the writer's memory may intelligently go, the "country poet" is most pleasantly recalled. He was, and is, as common as the "country fiddler," and as full of good old-fashioned music. Not a master of melody, indeed, but a poet, certainly--

Chapters

6. Part 6

I seed Bills was riled, and more'n likely wanted trouble; and shore enough, he went on to say, kindo snarlin'-like, 'at "he'd knowed o' men in his day 'at had be'n licked fer re...

5. Part 5

I got to _thinkin'_ of her--both her parunts dead and gone-- And all her sisters married off, and none but her and John A-livin' all alone thare in that lonesome sorto' way, And...

7. Part 7

It was too late in the fall then to think o' buildin' even the onriest kind o' shanty, and so Ezry moved in with Bills. And Bills used to say ef it hadn't a-be'n fer Ezry _he'd_...

8. Part 8

Wellsir, we watched fer him, and some o' the boys swum on down stream, expectin' he'd raise, but couldn't find hide ner hair of him; so we left the boat a-driftin' off down stre...

2. Part 2

Old wortermelon time is a-comin' round again, And they ain't no man a-livin' any tickleder'n me, Fer the way I hanker after wortermelons is a sin-- Which is the why and wharefor...

4. Part 4

I bless the hoss from hoof to head-- From head to hoof, and tale to mane!-- I bless the hoss, as I have said, From head to hoof, and back again!

1. Part 1

As far back into boyhood as the writer's memory may intelligently go, the "country poet" is most pleasantly recalled. He was, and is, as common as the "country fiddler," and as...

3. Part 3

Dag-gone it, 'Ras! they hain't no friend, It 'pears-like, left to comperhend Sich things as these but you, and see How dratted sweet they air to me! But you, 'at's loved 'em all...

9. Part 9

The crudeness or the homeliness of the dialectic element does not argue its unfitness in any way. Some readers seem to think so; but they are wrong, and very gravely wrong. Our...