The Book of Humorous VerseGeorge H. Doran Company, 1920 - 962 Seiten |
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... thou fairy thing ! " Words like these , outpouring sadly , You'd perpetually hear , If I loved you fondly , madly ; - But I do not , Phœbe dear . W. S. Gilbert . MALBROUCK MALBROUCK , the prince of commanders , Is gone to the war in ...
... thou fairy thing ! " Words like these , outpouring sadly , You'd perpetually hear , If I loved you fondly , madly ; - But I do not , Phœbe dear . W. S. Gilbert . MALBROUCK MALBROUCK , the prince of commanders , Is gone to the war in ...
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... thou remember Jeames ? I mark thee in the Marble all , Where England's loveliest shine- I say the fairest of them hall Is Lady Hangeline . My soul , in desolate eclipse , With recollection teems- And then I hask , with weeping lips ...
... thou remember Jeames ? I mark thee in the Marble all , Where England's loveliest shine- I say the fairest of them hall Is Lady Hangeline . My soul , in desolate eclipse , With recollection teems- And then I hask , with weeping lips ...
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... thou true spectator of that mighty forest When above thy head the stately Sigillaria Reared its columned trunks in that remote and distant Carboniferous epoch ? " Tell us of that scene - the dim and watery woodland , Songless , silent ...
... thou true spectator of that mighty forest When above thy head the stately Sigillaria Reared its columned trunks in that remote and distant Carboniferous epoch ? " Tell us of that scene - the dim and watery woodland , Songless , silent ...
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... thou awful vestige of the Earth's creation- Solitary fragment of remains organic ! Tell the wondrous secret of thy past existence- Speak ! thou oldest primate ! " Even as I gazed , a thrill of the maxilla , And a lateral movement of the ...
... thou awful vestige of the Earth's creation- Solitary fragment of remains organic ! Tell the wondrous secret of thy past existence- Speak ! thou oldest primate ! " Even as I gazed , a thrill of the maxilla , And a lateral movement of the ...
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... thou art to me my lives light , And saviour , as downe in this world here , Out of this towne helpe me by your might , Sith that you will not be my treasure , For I am slave as nere as any frere , But I pray unto your curtesie , Be ...
... thou art to me my lives light , And saviour , as downe in this world here , Out of this towne helpe me by your might , Sith that you will not be my treasure , For I am slave as nere as any frere , But I pray unto your curtesie , Be ...
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Ahkond of Swat ain't Akhoond Arthur Guiterman BALLAD beautiful bird black crow blue Bouillabaisse Brown Charles Stuart Calverley cried dead dear drink Edward Lear face fair father fish Frederick Locker-Lampson Gelett Burgess girl give green grew hair hand head heard heart James Kenneth Stephen John King kiss knew lady laugh live look Lord maid maiden married Mary merry mind moon morning mother ne'er never night nose o'er Oliver Herford once play poor pray Purple Cow quoth rhyme rose round sigh sing smile song soul sure Swat sweet tail tears tell thee There's thing Thomas Hood thou thought took town turned Twas Unknown W. M. Thackeray W. S. Gilbert walk wife wind wine wonder words Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo young
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Seite 568 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the Wash about, On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton, his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. " Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! — Here's the house !' They all at once did cry ; " The dinner waits, and we are tired :" — Said Gilpin—
Seite 383 - That never a hall such a galliard did grace ; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume ; And the bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Seite 583 - At half past nine by the meet'n'-house clock,— Just the hour of the Earthquake shock! —What do you think the parson found, When he got up and stared around? The poor old chaise in a heap or mound, As if it had been to the mill and ground! You see, of course, if you're not a dunce, How it went to pieces all at once,— All at once, and nothing first,— Just as bubbles do when they burst.
Seite 485 - You are old, father William" the young man said, " And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head — Do you think, at your age, it is right ? " "In my youth," father William replied to his son, " I feared it might injure the brain; But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do it again and again.
Seite 688 - Body of turkey, head of owl, Wings a-droop like a rained-on fowl, Feathered and ruffled in every part, Skipper Ireson stood in the cart. Scores of women, old and young, Strong of muscle, and glib of tongue, Pushed and pulled up the rocky lane, Shouting and singing the shrill refrain: "Here's Flud Oirson, fur his horrd horrt Torr'd an' futherr'd an' corr'd in a corrt By the women o...
Seite 580 - Now in building of chaises, I tell you what, There is always somewhere a weakest spot, In hub, tire, felloe, in spring, or thill, In panel, or crossbar, or floor, or sill, In screw, bolt, thoroughbrace — lurking still...
Seite 581 - Thoroughbrace bison-skin, thick and wide; Boot, top, dasher, from tough old hide Found in the pit when the tanner died. That was the way he 'put her through.
Seite 567 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, "Well done!
Seite 869 - He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood. The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood. And burbled as it came!
Seite 565 - I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. " I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the Calender Will lend his horse to go.