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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416623" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Griggsby's Station</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pap's got his patent-right, and rich is all creation;<br>But where's the peace and comfort that we all had before?<br>Le's go a-visitin' back to Griggsby's Station--<br>Back where we ust to be so happy and so pore!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The likes of us a-livin' here! It's jest a mortal pity<br>To see us in this great big house, with cyarpets on the stairs,<br>And the pump right in the kitchen! And the city! City! City<br>And nothin' but the city all around us ever'wheres!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Climb clean above the roof and look from the steeple,<br>And never see a robin, nor a beech or ellum tree!<br>And right here in ear-shot of at least a thousan' people,<br>And none that neighbors with us or we want to go and see!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Le's go a-visitin' back to Griggsby's Station--<br>Back where the latch-strings a-hangin' from the door,<br>And ever' neighbor round the place is dear as a relation--<br>Back where we ust to be so happy and so pore!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to see the Wiggenses, the whole kit-and-bilin',<br>A-drivin' up from Shallor Ford to stay the Sunday through;<br>And I want to see 'em hitchin' at their son-in-law's and pilin'<br>Out there at 'Lizy Ellen's like they ust to do!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to see the piece-quilts the Jones girls is makin';<br>And I want to pester Laury 'bout their freckled hired hand,<br>And joke her 'bout the widower she come purt' nigh a-takin',<br>Till her Pap got his pension 'lowed in time to save his land.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Le's go a-visitin' back to Griggsby's Station--<br>Back where they's nothin' aggervatin' any more,<br>Shet away safe in the woods around the old location--<br>Back where we ust to be so happy and so pore!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to see Marindy and he'p her with her sewin',<br>And hear her talk so lovin' of her man that's dead and gone,<br>And stand up with Emanuel to show me how he's growin',<br>And smile as I have saw her 'fore she putt her mournin' on.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I want to see the Samples, on the old lower eighty,<br>Where John, our oldest boy, he was tuk and burried-- for<br>His own sake and Katy's--, and I want to cry with Katy<br>As she reads all his letters over, writ from The War.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What's in all this grand life and high situation,<br>And nary pink nor hollyhawk a-bloomin' at the door--?<br>Le's go a-visitin' back to Griggsby's Station--<br>Back where we ust to be so happy and so pore!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q>
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But where's the peace and comfort that we all had before?
Le's go a-visitin' back to Griggsby's Station--
Back where we ust to be so happy and so pore!

The likes of us a-livin' here! It's jest..."></div>
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