Vagabonds; And Other Poems by John Townsend TrowbridgeVagabonds; And Other Poems by John Townsend Trowbridge

Vagabonds; And Other Poems

byJohn Townsend Trowbridge

Paperback | January 1, 2012

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Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1869. Excerpt: ... THE VAGABONDS. "y^'E are two travellers, Roger and T. Roger's my dog. -- Come here, you scamp! Jump for the gentlemen, -- mind your eye! Over the table,--look out for the lamp! -- The rogue is growing a little old; Five years we've tramped through wind and weather, And slept out-doors when nights were cold, And ate and drank --and starved -- together. We've learned what comfort is, I tell you! A bed on the floor, a bit of rosin, A fire to thaw our thumbs (poor fellow! The paw he holds up there's been frozen), Plenty of catgut for my fiddle (This out-door business is bad for strings), Then a few nice buckwheats hot from the griddle, And Roger and I set up for kings! No, thank ye, Sir, -- I never drink; Roger and I are exceedingly moral, -- Are n't we, Roger? -- See him wink! -- Well, something hot, then,-- we won't quarrel, lie's thirsty, too, -- see him nod his head? What a pity, Sir, that dogs can't talk! lie understands every word that's said, -- And he knows good milk from water-and-chalk. The truth is, Sir, now I reflect, I've been so sadly given to grog, I wonder I've not lost the respect (Here's to you, Sir!) even of my dog. But he sticks by, through thick and thin; And this old coat, with its empty pockets, And rags that smell of tobacco and gin, He 'll follow while he has eyes in his sockets. There is n't another creature living Would do it, and prove, through every disaster, So fond, so faithful, and so forgiving, To such a miserable, thankless master! No, Sir!--see him wag his tail and grin! By George! it makes my old eyes water! That is, there's something in this gin That chokes a fellow. But no matter! We 'll have some music, if you 're willing, And Roger (hem! what a plague a cough is, Sir!) Shall march a little -- Start, you villain! Paws up! Eyes front! Salute your of...
Title:Vagabonds; And Other PoemsFormat:PaperbackDimensions:24 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.05 inPublished:January 1, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:021714196X

ISBN - 13:9780217141963