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A careless shoe string, in whose tie
I see a wilde civility.
A careless shoe string, in whose tie
I see a wilde civility.
The wearer knowes, where the shoe wrings.
[The wearer knows best where the shoe pinches.]
The wearer knowes, where the shoe wrings.
[The wearer knows best where the shoe pinches.]
The fairy stitching gleams
On the sides and in the seams,
And it shows
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The fairy stitching gleams
On the sides and in the seams,
And it shows
That Pixies were the wags
Who tipped these funny tags
And these toes.
Hans Grovendraad, an honest clown,
By cobbling in his native town,
Had earned a living ever.
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Hans Grovendraad, an honest clown,
By cobbling in his native town,
Had earned a living ever.
His work was strong and clean and fine,
And none who served at Crispin's shrine
Was at his trade more clever.
A cobbler, . . . produced several new grins of his own invention,
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A cobbler, . . . produced several new grins of his own invention,
having been used to cut faces for many years together over his
last.
Shoemaker, stick to your last.
[Lat., Ne supra crepidam judicaret.]
Shoemaker, stick to your last.
[Lat., Ne supra crepidam judicaret.]
Him that makes shoes go barefoot himself.
Him that makes shoes go barefoot himself.
I was not made of common calf,
Nor ever meant for country loon;
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I was not made of common calf,
Nor ever meant for country loon;
If with an axe I seem cut out,
The workman was no cobbling clown;
A good jack boot with double sole he made,
To roam the woods, or through the rivers wade.
Let firm, well hammer'd soles protect thy feet
Through freezing snows, and rains, and soaking sleet;
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Let firm, well hammer'd soles protect thy feet
Through freezing snows, and rains, and soaking sleet;
Should the big last extend the shoe too wide,
Each stone will wrench the unwary step aside;
The sudden turn may stretch the swelling vein,
The cracking joint unhinge, or ankle sprain;
And when too short the modish shoes are worn,
You'll judge the seasons by your shooting corn.