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Love to chawnk green apples an' go swimmin' in the
lake.—
Hate to take the castor-ile they give for belly-ache!
'Most all the time, the whole year round, there ain't no flies on
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Eugene Field (1850-1895), U.S. poet, humorist. Jest 'fore Christmas (l. 5-8). . .
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Say "Yessum" to the ladies, an' "Yessur" to the men,
And when they's company, don't pass yer plate for pie again;
But, thinkin' of the things yer'd like to see upon that tree,
Jes 'fore...
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Eugene Field (1850-1895), U.S. poet, humorist. Jest 'fore Christmas (l. 37-40). . .
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''Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,
Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!''
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Eugene Field (1850-1895), U.S. poet, humorist. Jest 'fore Christmas (l. 29-36). . .
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The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And the musket moulds in his hands.
Time was when the little ...
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Eugene Field (1850-1895), U.S. poet, humorist. Little Boy Blue (l. 1-8). . .
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''And they wonder, as waiting the long years through
In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue,
Since he kissed them and put them there.''
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Eugene Field (1850-1895), U.S. poet, humorist. Little Boy Blue (l. 21-24). . .
Oxford Book of American Light Verse, The. William Harmon, ed. (1979...
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''Mr. Clarke played the King all evening as though under constant fear that someone else was about to play the Ace.''
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Eugene Field (1850-1895), U.S. author, critic. Quoted in Alexander Woollcott, "Capsule Criticism," The Portable Woollcott (1946).
Writing for the ...
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They found no trace of dog or cat;
And some folks think unto this day
That burglars stole that pair away!
But the truth about the cat and pup
Is this: they ate each other up!
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Eugene Field (1850-1895), U.S. poet, humorist. The Duel (l. 29-36). . .
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''The gingham dog and the calico cat
Side by side on the table sat;''
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Eugene Field (1850-1895), U.S. poet, humorist. The Duel (l. 1-2). . .
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''Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe—
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.''
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Eugene Field (1850-1895), U.S. poet, humorist. Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (l. 1-4). . .
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''Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one's trundle-bed.''
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Eugene Field (1850-1895), U.S. poet, humorist. Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (l. 37-40). . .
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