Select Poems of Sidney Lanier by Sidney Lanier
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And Tennessy was rotten-rich
A-raisin' meat and corn, all which Draw'd money to Atlanta: And the only thing (says Jones) to do [11] Is, eat no meat that's boughten: BUT TEAR UP EVERY I, O, U, AND PLANT ALL CORN AND SWEAR FOR TRUE TO QUIT A-RAISIN' COTTON! Thus spouted Jones (whar folks could hear, -- At Court and other gatherin's), And thus kep' spoutin' many a year, Proclaimin' loudly far and near Sich fiddlesticks and blatherin's. But, one all-fired sweatin' day, [21] It happened I was hoein' My lower corn-field, which it lay 'Longside the road that runs my way Whar I can see what's goin'. And a'ter twelve o'clock had come I felt a kinder faggin', And laid myself un'neath a plum To let my dinner settle sum, When 'long come Jones's waggin, And Jones was settin' in it, SO: [31] A-readin' of a paper. |
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