Living
Lines Fer Isaac Bradwell
From Neghborly Poems (1891)
Through fire and flood this book has passed.--
Fer what?--I hardly dare to ast--
Less'n it's still to pamper me
With extry food fer vanity;--
Fer, sence it's fell in hands as true
As yourn is--and a Hoosier too,--
I'm prouder of the book, I jing!
Than 'fore they tried to burn the thing!
Codex Note
Of Indanoplis, Ind., county-seat of Marion. Writ on the flyleaf of a volume of the author's poems that come in one of gittin' burnt up in the great Bowen-Merrill's fire of March 17, 1890.
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Riley, James Whitcomb. “Lines Fer Isaac Bradwell.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/riley/391/.
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Riley, James Whitcomb. “Lines Fer Isaac Bradwell.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/riley/391/.
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