Tag Archive for: Miscellaneous Reflections
Settin’ On The Horseblock
ReflectionsSettin' On The Horseblock
1341
Settin' on the horseblock,
Gazin' at the sky,
Watchin' of the little clouds
Satlin' slowly by:
Settin' on the horseblock,
List'nin' to the bees
Dronin' In the buckwheat flow'rs,
Pourin' in the peas;
Settin'…
When The Hawthorn Blooms Again
ReflectionsWhen the Hawthorn Blooms Again
4906
"I'll come back, dear, when the year has passed AWEY
I'll come dack, dear, when the flowers like snow- drifts lay
Then the little birls will sing and I'll meet you down the lane,
"I'll not come back when…
To Professor Lounsbury
ReflectionsTO PROFESSOR LOUNSBURY
3562
The following amusing verse is ad- dressed to Professor
Lounsbury, the arch- champion of popular usage in speech, by
"Grammaticus" in the current Harper's weekly:
"My dear Professor, though it wrackb my ear
Those…
Uncle Bill’s Farmin’
ReflectionsUncle Bill's Farmin'
2085
Ole Uncle Bill wuz a shiftless cuss,
Sunflowers usually took his outs:
His tater crop wus usu'lly dug,
Half by hisself an' half by his shoats
When he reaped his grain all foul with weeds,
He'd twist up a bunch…
An Old Story
ReflectionsAn Old Story
2086
"Say, wife, I'm going to town today,
Make out your errand list, don't delay"
Then into the room the farmer gося
To don in haste his Sunday clothes
There follows a sort of expectant hush
When out from the bedroom, "wife,…
Just The Sweetest Hat
ReflectionsJust the Sweetest Hat
1483
I took my last year's Panama,
And knocked it out of shape,
Then dyed it in some Alice blue
And fastened on some crepe;
I pulled the thing way out in front
And bent it up behind;
I stuck some feathers on one side->…
Deacon Brown
ReflectionsDEACON BROWN
2769
A plous man was Deacon Brown,
He never raged or swore;
A cyclone blew his kitchen down
And through his orchard tore,
But when he rose up somewhat dazed
And took a long, full breath and gazed
Upon the havoc that was wrought…
Ambition
ReflectionsAMBITION
4036
When Margaret Green was about seven-tech
Her plans and her specifications
Of the man who would share all her joy and her care
Were accurate, nice calculations
Miss Margaret sald: "The man that I wed
Must be tall and aesthetle…
Secondary Autoitis
ReflectionsSecondary Autoitis
3697
If he snorts regardless by you
With his goggles on his nose,
And you know he is a scorcher
By his automobile clothes;
If he talks about his "chauffeur"
In a very offhand way,
Then be sure your new acquaintance
Rents…
I Heard The Voice Of Jesus
ReflectionsI Heard the Voice of Jesus
2752
I heard the volce of Jesus say:
Come unto me and rest;
Lay down thou weary one, lay down
Thy head upon my brenat
I came to Jesus as I
Weary nod worn and and I found in hin a resting place,
And he has made…
Animal Rhymes
ReflectionsANIMAL RHYMES
Little Willie Westerner
2762
THE COYOTE
The coyote is the smartest one,
Arithmetick's his choice,
He thlaks it fun to set up ulghts
An multiply his volce
THE PRAIRIE…
Eatin For Premiums
ReflectionsEATIN FOR PREMIUMS
2876
There's lots more cookin' at our house than what there used to be,
'Cause now we know 'bout premiums, an' arn 'em, don't you see?
There ain't no meat an teters, an' there ain't no beans an' peas,
For mother says that…
Little Robbie Reed
ReflectionsLittle Robbie Reed
4804
I will never use tobacco, no!
It is a filthy weed:
I will never put it in my mouth,
Says little Robble Reed
Why, there is idle Jerry Jones,
As dirty as a pig As dirty
Who smokes when only 10 years old
And thinks…
A Lenten Rhapsody
ReflectionsA Lenten Rhapsody
5608
No, the house is not a-ûre
Where that smoke doth kiss the sky,
And that music is no lyre,
Twanging with wild melody
It is just the rip and roar,
Sneeze and whip and smut and souse,
Aching limbs and joints all sore,…
Hallowe’En
ReflectionsHallowe'en
4795
SHE ate the apple-as did Eve- And looked into the glass;
She said, "The Fates will not deceive A little lonely lass"
SHE ate the apple, rind and all,
So that the Fates could see,
Although she was so lone and small
She trusted…
Who Knows?
ReflectionsWho Knows?
CATHERINE MARKHAM
3086
Those cryptic runes upon the brake writ thick,
Who will interpret? or that terse distich
The cricket fills the night with, who is wise
To give it words? And when the night-wind flies,
Who has the delicate…
Buttoning
ReflectionsButtoning
1334
John Jones lives with hi swife, also his sister and his mother:
He's always at the beck and call of one or the other-
Buttoning, buttoning!
His fingers have been worn to bones, his finger nails to splinters-
He's busy through…
As A Comic
ReflectionsAs a Comic
2939
I asked a charming young soubrette
Who'd said I was a "shine"
To please those cruel words forget
And be my valentine
She said my valentine she'd be
If I my ald would lend
And let her stick a stamp on me
And mail me to…
When He Got Drunk Again
ReflectionsWhen He Got Drunk Again
3449
When young I had a fortune I thought t'would ne'er be sunk,
I spent it all a-gambling one night when I not drunk
So early next morning my head was racked with pain,
My heart was ailed with sadness, so I got drunk…
Pore Old Dad
ReflectionsPore Old Dad
2403
Te kin sos'ce pick up a paper
An' Its "post's cerner" greet
"Capt ye'll see er pirty poem
bout the mother, aintly, sweet:
But yo'll have a time, a-saу-
Eyes will be er-achin' bad hire ye'll evertake er poem
At this time…