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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413291" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Farmer Downs Changes His Opinion Of Nature</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'No,' said old Farmer Downs to me,<br>'I ain't the facts denyin',<br>That all young folks in love must be,<br>As birds must be a-flyin'.<br>Don't go agin sech facts, because<br>I'm one as re-specks Natur's laws.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'No, sir! Old Natur knows a thing<br>Or two, I'm calculatin',<br>She don't make cat-fish dance and sing,<br>Or sparrow-hawks go skatin';<br>She knows her business ev'ry time,<br>You bet your last an' lonely dime!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I guess, I'm posted pooty fair<br>On that old gal's capers;<br>She allers acts upon the square<br>Spite o' skyentific papers.<br>(I borrows one most ev'ry week<br>From Jonses down to 'Pincher's Creek.')</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'It sorter freshens up a man<br>To read the newest notions,<br>Tho' I don't freeze much tew that thar plan,<br>About the crops ratotions;<br>You jest leave Natur do her work,<br>She'll do it! she ain't one tew shirk!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'm all fur lettin Natur go<br>The way she's sot on choosin'.<br>Ain't that the figger of a beau<br>That's talkin' thar tew Susan?<br>Down by the orchard snake-fence? Yes.<br>All right, it's Squire Sims, I guess.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He's jest the one I want tew see<br>Come sparkin'; guess they're lyin',<br>That say that of old age he be<br>Most sartinly a-dyin'--<br>He's no sech thing! Good sakes alive,<br>The man is only seventy-five!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'An' she's sixteen. I'm not the man<br>Tew act sort of inhuman,<br>An' meanly spile old Natur's plan<br>To jine a man and woman<br>In wedlock's bonds. Sirree, she makes,<br>This grand old Natur, no mistakes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'They're standin' pooty clus; the leaves<br>Is round 'em like a bower,<br>The Squire's like the yaller sheaves<br>An' she's the Corn Flower,<br>Natur's the binder, allus true,<br>Tew make one heart of them thar two.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Yas--as I was a-sayin', friend,<br>I'm all for Natur's teachins;<br>_She_ ain't one in the bitter end<br>Tew practice over-reachins.<br>You trust her, and she'll treat you well,<br>Don't doubt her by the leastest spell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'm not quite clar but subsoil looks<br>Jest kinder not quite pious;<br>I sorter think them farmin' books,<br>Will in the long run sky us,<br>Right in the mud; the way they balk<br>Old Natur with thar darn fool talk!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'When Susie marries Squire Sims,<br>I'll lease his upland farm;<br>I'll get it cheap enough from him--<br>Jest see his long right arm<br>About her waist--looks orful big!<br>Why, gosh! he's bought a new brown wig!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Wal, that's the way old Natur acts<br>When bald folks go a-sparkin';<br>The skyentists can't alter facts<br>With all their hard work larkin',<br>A sparkin man _will_ look his best--<br>That's Natur--tain't no silly jest!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Old Natur, you and me is twins;<br>I never will git snarly<br>With you, old gal. Why, darn my shins!<br>That's only Jonses Charlie.<br>She's cuddlin' right agin his vest!<br>Eh? What? 'Old Natur knows what's best!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh, does she? Wal, p'raps 'tis so;<br>Jest see the rascal's arm<br>About her waist! You've got tew go<br>Young man, right off this farm;<br>Old Natur knows a pile, no doubt,<br>But you an' her hed best get out!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'You, Susie, git right hum. I'm mad<br>Es enny bilin' crater!<br>In futur, sick or well or sad<br>I'll take no stock in Natur.<br>I'm that disgusted with her capers<br>I'll run the farm by skyence papers.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isabella+Valancy+Crawford">Isabella Valancy Crawford</a><div class=q>
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'I ain't the facts denyin',
That all young folks in love must be,
As birds must be a-flyin'.
Don't go agin sech facts, because
I'm one as re-specks Natur's laws.

'No, sir! Old Natur knows a thing
Or two, I'm cal..."></div>
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