Poems of the Farm And Fireside
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49 Of its doleful cries an' dismal moans, Of its namin' eyes an' rattlin' bones ; An' it got up a great commotion.
An' stranger, it is many a day Since Rufus Rawlin was laid away In the grave-yard over yander ; . I was a boy in those glad hours, As full o' my fun as the spring with showers : 'Twas me an' a son o' Jacob Powers, That got up all that wonder.
We took a punkin o' common size, An' cuttin' some holes for the mouth an' eyes, We gin it the right expression ; Then hollered it out till it...s shell was thin, An' puttin' a taller dip within, It looked as ugly an' mean as sin 'Twould a scared a hull procession.
The night was dark as ever was seen, An' nothin' w r as heerd in Huff's Ravine But the sound o' the water flowin' ; The parson come, in a quiet way, A smokin' his old brown pipe o' clay, A thinkin' o' what he was goin' tu say When he got to whare he was goin'.
An' the fiend he saw, an' the rattlin' bones, Were a punkin', a gourd, an' some gravel stones, That gin him all o' that glory.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
49 Of its doleful cries an' dismal moans, Of its namin' eyes an' rattlin' bones ; An' it got up a great commotion.
An' stranger, it is many a day Since Rufus Rawlin was laid away In the grave-yard over yander ; . I was a boy in those glad hours, As full o' my fun as the spring with showers : 'Twas me an' a son o' Jacob Powers, That got up all that wonder.
We took a punkin o' common size, An' cuttin' some holes for the mouth an' eyes, We gin it the right expression ; Then hollered it out till it...s shell was thin, An' puttin' a taller dip within, It looked as ugly an' mean as sin 'Twould a scared a hull procession.
The night was dark as ever was seen, An' nothin' w r as heerd in Huff's Ravine But the sound o' the water flowin' ; The parson come, in a quiet way, A smokin' his old brown pipe o' clay, A thinkin' o' what he was goin' tu say When he got to whare he was goin'.
An' the fiend he saw, an' the rattlin' bones, Were a punkin', a gourd, an' some gravel stones, That gin him all o' that glory.
What to read after Poems of the Farm And Fireside?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Eugene J Hall to read onlineMoreLess
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