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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390972" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Prof. vere de blaw</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote<br>Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note,<br>Our old friend Casey innovated somewhat round the place,<br>In hopes he would ameliorate the sufferin's uv the race;<br>'Nd uv the many features Casey managed to import<br>The most important wuz a Steenway gran' pianny-fort,<br>An' bein' there wuz nobody could play upon the same,<br>He telegraffed to Denver, 'nd a real perfesser came,--<br>The last an' crownin' glory uv the Casey restauraw<br>Wuz that tenderfoot musicianer, Perfesser Vere de Blaw!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His hair wuz long an' dishybill, an' he had a yaller skin,<br>An' the absence uv a collar made his neck look powerful thin:<br>A sorry man he wuz to see, az mebby you'd surmise,<br>But the fire uv inspiration wuz a-blazin' in his eyes!<br>His name wuz Blanc, wich same is Blaw (for that's what Casey said,<br>An' Casey passed the French ez well ez any Frenchie bred);<br>But no one ever reckoned that it really wuz his name,<br>An' no one ever asked him how or why or whence he came,--<br>Your ancient history is a thing the Coloradan hates,<br>An' no one asks another what his name wuz in the States!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At evenin', when the work wuz done, an' the miners rounded up<br>At Casey's, to indulge in keerds or linger with the cup,<br>Or dally with the tabble dote in all its native glory,<br>Perfessor Vere de Blaw discoursed his music repertory<br>Upon the Steenway gran' piannyfort, the wich wuz sot<br>In the hallway near the kitchen (a warm but quiet spot),<br>An' when De Blaw's environments induced the proper pride,--<br>Wich gen'rally wuz whiskey straight, with seltzer on the side,--<br>He throwed his soulful bein' into opry airs 'nd things<br>Wich bounded to the ceilin' like he'd mesmerized the strings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, you that live in cities where the gran' piannies grow,<br>An' primy donnies round up, it's little that you know<br>Uv the hungerin' an' the yearnin' wich us miners an' the rest<br>Feel for the songs we used to hear before we moved out West.<br>Yes, memory is a pleasant thing, but it weakens mighty quick;<br>It kind uv dries an' withers, like the windin' mountain crick,<br>That, beautiful, an' singin' songs, goes dancin' to the plains,<br>So long ez it is fed by snows an' watered by the rains;<br>But, uv that grace uv lovin' rains 'nd mountain snows bereft,<br>Its bleachin' rocks, like dummy ghosts, is all its memory left.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The toons wich the perfesser would perform with sech eclaw<br>Would melt the toughest mountain gentleman I ever saw,--<br>Sech touchin' opry music ez the Trovytory sort,<br>The sollum "Mizer Reery," an' the thrillin' "Keely Mort;"<br>Or, sometimes, from "Lee Grond Dooshess" a trifle he would play,<br>Or morsoze from a' opry boof, to drive dull care away;<br>Or, feelin' kind uv serious, he'd discourse somewhat in C,--<br>The wich he called a' opus (whatever that may be);<br>But the toons that fetched the likker from the critics in the crowd<br>Wuz not the high-toned ones, Perfesser Vere de Blaw allowed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'T wuz "Dearest May," an' "Bonnie Doon," an' the ballard uv "Ben Bolt,"<br>Ez wuz regarded by all odds ez Vere de Blaw's best holt;<br>Then there wuz "Darlin' Nellie Gray," an' "Settin' on the Stile,"<br>An' "Seein' Nellie Home," an' "Nancy Lee," 'nd "Annie Lisle,"<br>An' "Silver Threads among the Gold," an' "The Gal that Winked at Me,"<br>An' "Gentle Annie," "Nancy Till," an' "The Cot beside the Sea."<br>Your opry airs is good enough for them ez likes to pay<br>Their money for the truck ez can't be got no other way;<br>But opry to a miner is a thin an' holler thing,--The<br>music that he pines for is the songs he used to sing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One evenin' down at Casey's De Blaw wuz at his best,<br>With four-fingers uv old Wilier-run concealed beneath his vest;<br>The boys wuz settin' all around, discussin' folks an' things,<br>'Nd I had drawed the necessary keerds to fill on kings;<br>Three-fingered Hoover kind uv leaned acrosst the bar to say<br>If Casey'd liquidate right off, he'd liquidate next day;<br>A sperrit uv contentment wuz a-broodin' all around<br>(Onlike the other sperrits wich in restauraws abound),<br>When, suddenly, we heerd from yonder kitchen-entry rise<br>A toon each ornery galoot appeared to recognize.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perfesser Vere de Blaw for once eschewed his opry ways,<br>An' the remnants uv his mind went back to earlier, happier days,<br>An' grappled like an' wrassled with a' old familiar air<br>The wich we all uv us had heern, ez you have, everywhere!<br>Stock still we stopped,--some in their talk uv politics an' things,<br>I in my unobtrusive attempt to fill on kings,<br>'Nd Hoover leanin' on the bar, an' Casey at the till,--<br>We all stopped short an' held our breaths (ez a feller sometimes will),<br>An' sot there more like bumps on logs than healthy, husky men,<br>Ez the memories uv that old, old toon come sneakin' back again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You've guessed it? No, you hav n't; for it wuzn't that there song<br>Uv the home we'd been away from an' had hankered for so long,--<br>No, sir; it wuzn't "Home, Sweet Home," though it's always heard around<br>Sech neighborhoods in wich the home that is "sweet home" is found.<br>And, ez for me, I seemed to see the past come back again,<br>And hear the deep-drawed sigh my sister Lucy uttered when<br>Her mother asked her if she 'd practised her two hours that day,<br>Wich, if she hadn't, she must go an' do it right away!<br>The homestead in the States 'nd all its memories seemed to come<br>A-floatin' round about me with that magic lumty-tum.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then uprose a stranger wich had struck the camp that night;<br>His eyes wuz sot an' fireless, 'nd his face wuz spookish white,<br>'Nd he sez: "Oh, how I suffer there is nobody kin say,<br>Onless, like me, he's wrenched himself from home an' friends away<br>To seek surcease from sorrer in a fur, seclooded spot,<br>Only to find--alars, too late!--the wich surcease is not!<br>Only to find that there air things that, somehow, seem to live<br>For nothin' in the world but jest the misery they give!<br>I've travelled eighteen hundred miles, but that toon has got here first;<br>I'm done,--I'm blowed,--I welcome death, an' bid it do its worst!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, like a man whose mind wuz sot on yieldin' to his fate,<br>He waltzed up to the counter an' demanded whiskey straight,<br>Wich havin' got outside uv,--both the likker and the door,--<br>We never seen that stranger in the bloom uv health no more!<br>But some months later, what the birds had left uv him wuz found<br>Associated with a tree, some distance from the ground;<br>And Husky Sam, the coroner, that set upon him, said<br>That two things wuz apparent, namely: first, deceast wuz dead;<br>And, second, previously had got involved beyond all hope<br>In a knotty complication with a yard or two uv rope!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390972" data-title="Prof. vere de blaw de Eugene Field" data-description="Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note, Our old friend Casey innovated somewhat round the place, In hopes he would ameliorate the sufferin's uv the race; 'Nd uv the many fe..."></div> </div> </div>
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