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Locke, David Ross, 1833-1888 [1867], Swingin round the cirkle, by Petroleum V. Nasby [pseud.]: his ideas of men, politics, and things, as set forth in his letters to the public press, during the year 1866. Illustrated by Thomas Nast. (Lee and Shepard, Boston) [word count] [eaf636T]. To look up a word in a dictionary, select the word with your mouse and press 'd' on your keyboard.
(wich is in the Stait uv Kentucky),
I AM a kittle full of cusses. Under me is a burnin fire uv rage, wich is And I bile over. The civil rites bill, wich our Moses put his foot And we fired great guns, and hung out our For we said, one unto another, Lo! he is a true The civil rites bill wuz the serpent wat bit us, and
Now let us be joyful! For the Ethiopian is delivered into our hands, Blessed be Moses! We will make him grind our corn; but he shel Blessed be Moses! We will make him tread out our wheat; but we Blessed be Moses! He shall pick our cotton; but the hire he receiveth, Blessed be Moses! He shall toil in the sugar mill; but the sugar Blessed be Moses! His sweat shall nourish our corn; but he shall Blessed be Moses! We will burn his school houses, and destroy his The skool teachers we will tar and feather, and Blessed be Moses!
We looked at the nigger, and said, Ha, ha! the Blessed be Moses! The Ablishnists cast out one devil, and garnished Blessed be Moses! But our song uv joy wuz turned into a wale uv Moses sought to hist the serpent, but the serpent He's on a pole, and the bitin North wind is a He can't get up any higher, because his pole ain't He vetoed the bills, and Congress hez vetoed him; Now, bein the nigger hez rights, he is our ekal. Our ekil is the nigger now, and onless the skool
We wuz willin to give him the right uv bein sued; He kin be a witness agin us, and he kin set his Our wise men may make laws to keep him in his We kin buy and sell him no more, neither he nor The men will cleave unto their wives, and the Their children kin we no more put up at auction, They hev become sassy and impudent, and say, I bade one git orf the sidewalk, and he bade me I chucked a nearly white one under the chin, and I chastised wun who gave me lip; and he sood
Wale! for Moses put out his hand to save us these We killed Linkin in vain. Our Moses is playin Jaxon. He fancieth he resembleth He resembleth Jaxon muchly — in that Jaxon hed And ez he can't carry out his policy, the people Wich they do, a holdin it at arm's length, and Moses is a cake half baked; he is hot on one side, He darsn't let go uv Ablishnism, and is afeerd to He hez been takin epsom salts and epecac; and Where kin we look for comfort? Do we turn to the people? Connecticut answers, Do we turn to the courts? Lo! Taney hez gone
Raymond is growin weak in the knees, and Doolittle We are too short at both ends. Shall we go to Brazil? Lo! there they put niggers Mexico holds out her hands to us; but, lo! the We hev no escape from the Etheopian; he is I see no post orfis in the distance, no hope for the Hed I been a Ablishunist, so ez to make the thing For my sole is pregnant with grief; my hart bugs Lait Paster uv the Church uv the Noo Dispensashun.
Locke, David Ross, 1833-1888 [1867], Swingin round the cirkle, by Petroleum V. Nasby [pseud.]: his ideas of men, politics, and things, as set forth in his letters to the public press, during the year 1866. Illustrated by Thomas Nast. (Lee and Shepard, Boston) [word count] [eaf636T]. |