Dee'll drib d' English into d' sea, and wese t' hab ouh freedom,ouh freedom an' plenty lan' t' lib on.

"This little drib of railroad stock is all that my girls have left out of what their father willed them.

I let it slip out from me in dribs.

There's not a butcher's wife but dribs her part, And pities the poor pageant from her heart; Who, to provoke revenge, rides round the fire, And, with a civil congé, does retire: But guiltless blood to ground must never fall; There's Antichrist behind, to pay for all.