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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416470" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rivals</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look heah! Is I evah tole you 'bout de curious way I won<br>Anna Liza? Say, I nevah? Well heah's how de thing wuz done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lize, you know, wuz mighty purty —dat's been forty yeahs ago —<br>'N 'cos to look at her dis minit, you might'n spose dat it wuz so.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wuz jes de greates' 'traction in de county, 'n bless de lam'!<br>Eveh darkey wuz a-co'tin, but it lay 'twix me an' Sam.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You know Sam. We both wuz wukin' on de ole John Tompkin's place.<br>'N evehbody wuz a-watchin' t' see who's gwine to win de race.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hee! hee! hee! Now you mus' raley 'scuse me fu' dis snickering,<br>But I jes can't he'p f'om laffin' eveh time I tells dis thing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ez I wuz a-sayin', me an' Sam wuked daily side by side,<br>He a-studyin', me a-studyin', how to win Lize fu' a bride.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, de race was kinder equal. Lize wuz sorter on de fence;<br>Sam he had de mostes dollars, an' I had de mostes sense.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Things dey run along 'bout eben tel der come Big Meetin' day;<br>Sam den thought, to win Miss Liza, he had foun' de shoest way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' you talk about big meetin's! None been like it 'fore nor sence;<br>Der wuz sich a crowd o' people dat we had to put up tents.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Der wuz preachers f'om de Eas', an' 'der wuz preachers f'om de Wes';<br>Folks had kilt mos' eveh chicken, an' wuz fattenin' up de res'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gals had all got new w'ite dresses, an' bought ribbens fu' der hair,<br>Fixin' fu' de openin' Sunday, prayin' dat de day'd be fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dat de Reveren' Jasper Jones of Mount Moriah, it wuz 'low'd,<br>Wuz to preach de openin' sermon; so you know der wuz a crowd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fu' dat man wuz sho a preacher; had a voice jes like a bull;<br>So der ain't no use in sayin' dat de meetin' house wuz full.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Folks wuz der f'om Big Pine Hollow, some come 'way f'om Muddy Creek,<br>Some come jes to stay fu' Sunday, but de crowd stay'd thoo de week.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some come ridin' in top-buggies wid de w'eels all painted red,<br>Pulled by mules dat run like rabbits, each one tryin' to git ahead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Othah po'rer folks come drivin' mules dat leaned up 'ginst de shaf',<br>Hitched to broke-down, creaky wagons dat looked like dey'd drap in half.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But de bigges' crowd come walkin', wid der new shoes on der backs;<br>'Scuse wuz dat dey couldn't weah em 'cause de heels wuz full o' tacks. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fact is, it's a job for Job, a-trudgin' in de sun an' heat,<br>Down a long an' dusty clay road wid yo' shoes packed full o' feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Cose dey stopt an' put dem shoes on w'en dey got mos' to de do';<br>Den dey had to grin an' bear it; dat tuk good religion sho.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I mos' forgot ma story,—well at las' dat Sunday came<br>And it seemed dat evehbody, blin' an' deef, an' halt an' lame,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wuz out in de grove a-waitin' fu' de meetin' to begin;<br>Ef dat crowd had got converted 'twould a been de end o' sin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lize wuz der in all her glory, purty ez a big sunflowah,<br>I kin 'member how she looked jes same ez 'twuz dis ve'y houah.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But to make ma story shorter, w'ile we wuz a-waitin' der,<br>Down de road we spied a cloud o' dus' dat filled up all de air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' ez we kep' on a-lookin', out f'om 'mongst dat ve'y cloud,<br>Sam, on Marse John's big mule, Cæsar, rode right slam up in de crowd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You jes oughtah seed dat darkey, 'clar I like tah loss ma bref;<br>Fu' to use a common 'spression, he wuz 'bout nigh dressed to def.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He had slipped to town dat Sat'day, didn't let nobody know,<br>An' had car'yd all his cash an' lef' it in de dry goods sto'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He had on a bran' new suit o' sto'-bought clo'es, a high plug hat;<br>He looked 'zactly like a gen'man, tain't no use d'nyin' dat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'en he got down off dat mule an' bowed to Liza I could see<br>How she looked at him so 'dmirin', an' jes kinder glanced at me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Den I know'd to win dat gal, I sho would need some othah means<br>'Sides a-hangin' 'round big meetin' in a suit o' homespun jeans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'en dey blow'd de ho'n fu' preachin', an' de crowd all went inside,<br>I jes felt ez doh I'd like tah go off in de woods an' hide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I stay'd outside de meetin', set'n underneat' de trees,<br>Seemed to me I sot der ages, wid ma elbows on ma knees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'en dey sung dat hymn, 'Nobody knows de trouble dat I see,'<br>Seem'd to me dat dey wuz singin' eveh word o' it fu' me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jes how long I might ha' sot der, actin' like a cussed fool,<br>I don't know, but it jes happen'd dat I look'd an' saw Sam's mule.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' de thought come slowly tricklin' thoo ma brain right der an' den,<br>Dat, perhaps, wid some persuasion, I could make dat mule ma fren'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' I jes kep' on a-thinkin', an' I kep' a-lookin' 'roun',<br>Tel I spied two great big san' spurs right close by me on de groun'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, I took dem spurs an' put em underneat' o' Cæsar's saddle,<br>So dey'd press down in his backbone soon ez Sam had got a-straddle.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twuz a pretty ticklish job, an' jes ez soon ez it wuz done,<br>I went back w'ere I wuz set'n fu' to wait an' see de fun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Purty soon heah come de people, jes a-swa'min' out de do',<br>Talkin' 'bout de 'pow'ful sermon'—'nevah heah'd de likes befo'.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How de 'monahs fell convicted' jes de same ez lumps o' lead,<br>How dat some wuz still a-layin' same es if dey'd been struck dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' to rectly heah come Liza, Sam a-strollin' by her side,<br>An' it seem'd to me dat darky's smile wuz 'bout twelve inches wide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look to me like he had swelled up to 'bout twice his natchul size,<br>An' I heah'd him say, 'I'd like to be yo' 'scort to-night, Miss Lize.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Den he made a bow jes like he's gwine to make a speech in school,<br>An' walk'd jes ez proud ez Marse John over to untie his mule,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'en Sam's foot fust touched de stirrup he know'd der wuz sump'n wrong;<br>'Cuz de mule begin to tremble an' to sorter side along.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'en Sam raised his weight to mount him, Cæsar bristled up his ear,<br>W'en Sam sot down in de saddle, den dat mule cummenced to rear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' he reared an' pitched an' caper'd, only ez a mule kin pitch,<br>Tel he flung Sam clean f'om off him, landed him squar' in a ditch.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'en dat darky riz, well raly, I felt kinder bad fu' him;<br>He had bust dem cheap sto' britches f'um de center to de rim.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All de plug hat dat wuz lef' him wuz de brim aroun' his neck,<br>Smear'd wid mud f'om top to bottom, well, he wuz a sight, I'speck.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wuz de folks a-laffin'? Well, su', I jes sholy thought dey'd bus';<br>Wuz Sam laffin'? 'Twuz de fus' time dat I evah heah'd him cuss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'ile Sam slink'd off thoo de backwoods I walk'd slowly home wid Lize,<br>W'en I axed her jes one question der wuz sump'n in her eyes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Made me know der wuz no need o' any answer bein' said,<br>An' I felt jes like de whole world wuz a-spinnin' 'roun' ma head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I said, 'Lize, w'en we marry, mus' I weah some sto'-bought clo'es?'<br>She says, 'Jeans is good enough fu' any po' folks, heaben knows!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Weldon+Johnson">James Weldon Johnson</a><div class=q>
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