 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1893 - 300 pages
...charge.) FIEST OF NOVEMBER,—the Earthquake-day.— There are traces of age in the one-hoss-shay, A general flavor of mild decay, But nothing local, as one may say. There could n't be, — for the Deacon's art Had made it so like in every part That there was n'ta chance... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1893 - 174 pages
...charge.) 22 FIRST OF NOVEMBER, — the Earthquakeday. — There ai e traces of age in the one-hoss-shay A general flavor of mild decay, But nothing local, as one may say. 23 There could n't be, — for the Deacon's art Had made it so like in every part That there was n'ta... | |
 | Robert Ford - 1893 - 148 pages
...there's nothing that keeps its youth, So far as I know, but a tree and truth. (This is a moral that runs at large ; Take it — you're welcome — No extra charge.) FIRST OF NOVEMBER — The Earthquake dayThere are traces of age in the one-hoss shay A general flavour of mild decay, But nothing... | |
 | James McKeen Cattell - 1921 - 596 pages
...tree and truth. It is, then not surprising that at this age, There are traces of age in the one-boss shay, A general flavor of mild decay, But nothing local, as one may say. or that the dramatic conclusion of the experiment occurs on this day. All at once the horse stood still,... | |
 | D. H. Kaelble - 1985 - 308 pages
...happened without delay, At age one hundred years to the day There are traces of age in a one-hoss-shay A general flavor of mild decay But nothing local, as one may say. There couldn-t be, - for the 0eacon-s art Mad made it so like in very part That there wasn-t a chance for one to start. And yet,... | |
 | Donald Hall - 1985 - 266 pages
...there's nothing that keeps its youth, So far as I know, but a tree and truth. (This is a moral that runs at large; Take it.— You're welcome.— No extra charge.) FIRST OF NOVEMBER,— the Earthquake day,— There are traces of age in the one-boss shay. A general flavor of mild decay, But... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 pages
...there's nothing that keeps its youth, So far as I know, but a tree and truth. (This is a moral that runs at large; Take it. You're welcome. No extra charge.)...mild decay, But nothing local as one may say. There could n't be, — for the Deacon's art Had made it so like in every part That there was n'ta chance... | |
 | Wendy Pullan, Harshad Bhadeshia - 2000 - 218 pages
...we value here, Wakes on the morn of its hundreth year, Without both feeling and looking queer. . . . FIRST OF NOVEMBER, - the Earthquake-day, There are traces of age in the one-hoss shay, A general flavour of mild decay. But nothing local, as one may say. And yet, as a whole, it is past a doubt In... | |
 | David H. Smith - 2000 - 292 pages
...time. But instead, since it never breaks down, the whole gradually wears out. As the poem puts it, "A general flavor of mild decay, / But nothing local, as one may say." Finally, one day. it simply goes to pieces: "All at once, and nothing first." This is not Ramsey's... | |
 | Darrel Abel - 2002 - 538 pages
...fix it, uz I maintain, Is only jest T make that place uz strong uz the rest," Until, a century later, First of November, — the Earthquake-day, — There...of mild decay, But nothing local, as one may say, when the wonderful one-hoss shay went to pieces all at once, — All at once, and nothing first, —... | |
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Wakes on the morn of its hundredth year Without both feeling and looking queer. In fact, there's nothing that keeps its youth, So far as I know, but a tree and truth. (This is a moral that runs at large; Take it. You're welcome. No extra charge.) FIRST... 
