The Humorous Poetry of the English Language: From Chaucer to Saxe ... with Notes, Explanatory and BiographicalMason brothers, 1856 - 689 Seiten |
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... grace ! Job's war - horse fierce , his neck with thunder hung , Sunk to an humble hack that carries dung . Smell to the queen of flowers , the fragrant rose— Smell twenty times - and then , my dear , thy nose Will tell thee ( not so ...
... grace ! Job's war - horse fierce , his neck with thunder hung , Sunk to an humble hack that carries dung . Smell to the queen of flowers , the fragrant rose— Smell twenty times - and then , my dear , thy nose Will tell thee ( not so ...
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... grace , Thou mean'st to fling the blessing in my face , Thou hast full leave to tread upon a thorn . " Yet some there are , of men , I think the worst , Poor imps ! unhappy , if they can't be cursed- Forever brooding over Misery's eggs ...
... grace , Thou mean'st to fling the blessing in my face , Thou hast full leave to tread upon a thorn . " Yet some there are , of men , I think the worst , Poor imps ! unhappy , if they can't be cursed- Forever brooding over Misery's eggs ...
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... " How exquisite the infant's grace , When , clambering upon the knee , The cherub , smiling , takes his place Upon his mother's lap at tea ; PUNCH Perchance the beverage flows o'er , And leaves a stain 3 * MISCELLANEOUS . 57.
... " How exquisite the infant's grace , When , clambering upon the knee , The cherub , smiling , takes his place Upon his mother's lap at tea ; PUNCH Perchance the beverage flows o'er , And leaves a stain 3 * MISCELLANEOUS . 57.
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... , quo ' the abbot , I would it were knowne I never spend nothing but what is my owne ; And I trust your grace will doe me no deere For spending of my owne true - gotten geere . Yes , yes , father abbot , thy fault it NARRATIVE . 77.
... , quo ' the abbot , I would it were knowne I never spend nothing but what is my owne ; And I trust your grace will doe me no deere For spending of my owne true - gotten geere . Yes , yes , father abbot , thy fault it NARRATIVE . 77.
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... grace as yet ; But if you will give me but three weekes space , Ile do my endeavour to answer your grace . Now three weeks space to thee will I give , And that is the longest time thou hast to live ; For if thou dost not answer my ...
... grace as yet ; But if you will give me but three weekes space , Ile do my endeavour to answer your grace . Now three weeks space to thee will I give , And that is the longest time thou hast to live ; For if thou dost not answer my ...
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Æsop Beignet Blogg boys Brentford charms Cock cried d'ye think DEAN SWIFT dear delight Devil dish divine Dolly dost e'er EPIGRAMS eyes face fair fancy fear give grace hair hand happy HARRIS BARHAM hast hath head hear heard heart heaven JAMES TAYLOR king kiss lady laugh Lille long-tail'd coat look look'd Lord ma'am maid MATTHEW PRIOR mind Miserable sinners morning N. P. WILLIS ne'er never Nick night niversity nose numbers o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES once PETER PINDAR PINDAR poet poor pray pretty Prince Prince Bishop Pryce PUNCH quoth ROBERT SOUTHEY rose round Saint scarce seem'd sigh sing smile song soul Sultaun swear sweet tell thee there's thet thing THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou thought town turn'd verger Whitbread wife young Zounds
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Seite 248 - The cudgel in my nieve did shake, Each bristl'd hair stood like a stake, When wi' an eldritch, stoor quaick, quaick, Amang the springs, Awa ye squatter'd like a drake, On whistling wings. Let warlocks grim, an' wither'd hags, Tell how wi...
Seite 98 - The fair round face, the snowy beard, The velvet of her paws, Her coat, that with the tortoise vies, Her ears of jet and emerald eyes, She saw, and purred applause.
Seite 242 - BETWEEN Nose and Eyes a strange contest arose, The spectacles set them unhappily wrong ; The point in dispute was, as all the world knows, To which the said spectacles ought to belong. So...
Seite 40 - Distrust the condiment that bites so soon; But deem it not, thou man of herbs, a fault To add a double quantity of salt; Four times the spoon with oil of Lucca crown, And twice with vinegar procured from town; And lastly o'er the flavoured compound toss A magic soupcon of anchovy sauce.
Seite 319 - WERTHER had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter ; Would you know how first he met her? She was cutting bread and butter. Charlotte was a married lady, And a moral man was Werther, And for all the wealth of Indies, Would do nothing for to hurt her. So he sighed and pined and ogled, And his passion boiled and bubbled, Till he blew his silly brains out, And no more was by it troubled. _*• Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person,...
Seite 627 - An' gives a good-sized junk to all, — I don't care how hard money is, Ez long ez mine's paid punctooal. I du believe with all my soul In the gret Press's freedom, To pint the people to the goal An...
Seite 316 - And then she danced, — oh, heaven, her dancing! Dark was her hair, her hand was white; Her voice was exquisitely tender; Her eyes were full of liquid light; I never saw a waist so slender...
Seite 32 - For thy sake, Tobacco, I Would do anything but die, And but seek to extend my days Long enough to sing thy praise.
Seite 243 - PRAYER 0 thou, wha in the Heavens dost dwell, Wha, as it pleases best thysel', Sends ane to heaven and ten to hell, A' for thy glory, And no for ony guid or ill They've done afore thee!
Seite 53 - Vicar. His talk was like a stream which runs With rapid change from rocks to roses; It slipped from politics to puns; It passed from Mahomet to Moses; Beginning with the laws which keep The planets in their radiant courses, And ending with some precept deep For dressing eels or shoeing horses.