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Yes, and still this Nessy was tazin' him
Despard though, aw, nearly crazin' him—
And touch-me-not! and sniffs and snuffs,
And sulks and sulks, and huffs and huffs.
And was the Lord betwix' them then?
Aisy! with them? with them, my men?
With them? with them? . . . and what for would' He?
With them! with them! and what for shouldn' He?
With them! with them!—sartinly!
And d---it all! don't talk to me!
D'ye hear?
Despard though, aw, nearly crazin' him—
And touch-me-not! and sniffs and snuffs,
And sulks and sulks, and huffs and huffs.
And was the Lord betwix' them then?
Aisy! with them? with them, my men?
With them? with them? . . . and what for would' He?
With them! with them! and what for shouldn' He?
With them! with them!—sartinly!
And d---it all! don't talk to me!
D'ye hear?
| The Collected Poems of T. E. Brown | |