|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|I dont know how to tell itbut ef such a thing could be|
As the angels wantin boardin, and theyd call around on me
Id want to commodate emall the whole-indurin flock
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodders in the shock.
James Whitcomb RileyWhen the Frost is on the Punkin.
|And the Creole of Cuba laughs out to behold,|
Through orange leaves shining the broad spheres of gold.
|O,fruit loved of boyhood!the old days recalling,|
When wood-grapes were purpling and brown nuts were falling!
When wild, ugly faces we carved in its skin,
Glaring out through the dark with a candle within!
When we laughed round the corn-heap, with hearts all in tune,
Our chair a broad pumpkin,our lantern the moon,
Telling tales of the fairy who travelled like steam
In a pumpkin-shell coach, with two rats for her team!