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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COMP'NY (A MOUNTAIN WOMEN RECEIVES), by AMY MAY ROGERS First Line: Well, if hyer ain't some comp'ny, look hyer, wayne Last Line: Th' summer's rightly hyer, till you git in! | |||
Well, if hyer ain't some comp'ny. Look hyer, Wayne, Who's come in now fer summer! Hit shore is Right good to see ye! Find yerself a cheer Back where it's cool, an' rest yer hat. I 'lowed You'd be a-comin' in along 'bout now. Spare ye some eggs an' milk? Why, shore I kin, An' apples, too; an' purty soon the'll be Some roas'n-ears on that there early corn. Law', no! My gardin's not a-doing no good. Hit's been a sight wet, an' hit jis' look like Th' weeds 'ud take th' patch. But th' new moon, Hit come up dry las' night. July'll be fair. Now, you don't haf to go! Jis' set a spell ... Wayne, fatch Miss Sue a drink fresh frum th' spring ... I'm mighty proud you've come! Hit don't seem like Th' summer's rightly hyer, till you git in! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FAREWELL TO NANCY by ROBERT BURNS THE MERRIMAC by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE JEW'S GIFT; A.D. 1200 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH DINNER by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON THE PURSUIT by GAMALIEL BRADFORD THE RUBY THROAT by RUTH BUTLER BROWN |
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