t,

O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven; It hath the primal eldest curse upon 't,

Shakespeare and the Bible 1950

Fin'lly, I never wun't come back, she needn't hev no fear on 't,

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 09, No. 51, January, 1862 Various

Should come to Jalam Center fer to argify an 'spout on 't,

Little Masterpieces of American Wit and Humor Volume I Various 1900

My gracious! it's a scorpion thet's took a shine to play with 't,

Little Masterpieces of American Wit and Humor Volume I Various 1900

And the true blood that peeps so fairly through 't,

Shakespeare His Life Art And Characters Hudson, H N 1872

It comes, I believe I'm safe to say, ilka nicht; but I couldna tak my aith upo ''t,

Donal Grant, by George MacDonald George MacDonald 1864

An 'I'll never lat taste o' whusky intil my mou '-- nor smell o' whusky intil my nose, gin sae be 'at I can help it -- I sweir 't,

Robert Falconer George MacDonald 1864

Fin'lly, I never wun't come back, she needn't hev no fear on 't,

The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell James Russell Lowell 1855

My gracious! it's a scorpion thet's took a shine to play with 't,

The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell James Russell Lowell 1855

Should come to Jaalam Centre fer to argify an 'spout on 't,

The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell James Russell Lowell 1855