Oh, Jeff Wain! returned the countryman slightingly; yas, I knows 'im, an' don' know no good of 'im. One er dese yer biggity, braggin' niggers—talks lack he own de whole county.

They were in the white wood / Gamboling out to picnic

the male-to-female ratio is 5-to-3

Waves wash the shore.