Two honder year ago, de worl' is purty slow Even folk upon dis contree 's not so smart,
Den who is travel roun' an' look out de pleasan' groun' For geev' de Yankee peop' a leetle start
I 'll tole you who dey were
de beeg rough voyag...
emrôz chô har rôz, kharâb-êm kharâb ma-g'shâ dar andêsha-wo bar gîr rabâb Sad gôna namâz-ast-o rukû`-ast-o sujûd ân-râ ke jamâl-é dôst bâsh-ad
Hrâb Today, like every day, we are ruined, ruined (by "wine")
Don't open the door of...
NY ingenious lovely things are
That seemed sheer miracle to the multitude,protected from the circle of the
That pitches common things about
There
After a hundred
Nobody knows the place, —Agony, that enacted there,
Motionless as peace
Weeds triumphant ranged,