Humorous Hits ; And, How to Hold an Audience: A Collection of Short Selections, Stories and Sketches for All OccasionsFunk & Wagnalls, 1908 - 334 Seiten |
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... hair ) ; He with sad , bowed head- ( A drooping of your head will be all right , Till you hoarsely , sadly whisper ) - " Curfew must not ring to - night . " " Sexton , " Bessie's white lips faltered- ( Try here to resemble Bess , Tho of ...
... hair ) ; He with sad , bowed head- ( A drooping of your head will be all right , Till you hoarsely , sadly whisper ) - " Curfew must not ring to - night . " " Sexton , " Bessie's white lips faltered- ( Try here to resemble Bess , Tho of ...
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... hair Of her who had fifteen minutes to spare . And then in tones that he strained to hear , She spoke , and she said : " Are you ready , dear ? " Reprinted by permission of Life Publishing Company . MY FUNNY EXPERIENCE WITH A WHISTLER1 ...
... hair Of her who had fifteen minutes to spare . And then in tones that he strained to hear , She spoke , and she said : " Are you ready , dear ? " Reprinted by permission of Life Publishing Company . MY FUNNY EXPERIENCE WITH A WHISTLER1 ...
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... hair hung down Like summer twilight falling brown ; And when the breeze swept by , I wist Her face was in a somber mist . Shepherd No , that is not the maid I seek , - Her hair lies gold against the cheek ; Her yellow tresses take the ...
... hair hung down Like summer twilight falling brown ; And when the breeze swept by , I wist Her face was in a somber mist . Shepherd No , that is not the maid I seek , - Her hair lies gold against the cheek ; Her yellow tresses take the ...
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... hair to give it a long , scholarly appearance , put on glasses , and take from chair roll of paper and place under arm . To be effective , this paper should be about one foot wide and ten feet long , folded in about five or six - inch ...
... hair to give it a long , scholarly appearance , put on glasses , and take from chair roll of paper and place under arm . To be effective , this paper should be about one foot wide and ten feet long , folded in about five or six - inch ...
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... , Bald head and golden hair , Always there , never there , Ah there and get there ! Squeeze them in , tease them in , Still there's more to follow . Bump them in , thump them in , Why do 60 HUMOROUS HITS Grenville Kleiser.
... , Bald head and golden hair , Always there , never there , Ah there and get there ! Squeeze them in , tease them in , Still there's more to follow . Bump them in , thump them in , Why do 60 HUMOROUS HITS Grenville Kleiser.
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ain't ANONYMOUS asked baby Bill Adams book agent bruddren called captain's gig Carcassonne Charlie Power chile cried cyclopeedy dear dere Dook dot leedle boy drowned eyes face father feller fellow Finnigin Flannigan folks funny girl give goin Gretchen gwine hair hand head hear heard heart husband Imph-m iths Jim Jones Kankakee kape Kate kiss Kokomo lady laugh Lavery Leander lika lips little feller look m-m-mother Malaprop Mammy's li'l married Meary Meenie minutes morning mother never night o'er Opie Read papa play poor round smile soul speak speecher sperits stept stood sweet Swing oh tears tell thee There's thim thing thou thought told Tummy Twas vake voice W. S. GILBERT what's wife woman word young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 311 - As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth : For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone ; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
Seite 300 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered, — We few, we happy few, we band of brothers...
Seite 269 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Seite 311 - Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...
Seite 296 - Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is...
Seite 269 - Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts...
Seite 299 - By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires. But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Seite 9 - ... t were, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. Now this overdone or come tardy off, though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve ; the censure of the which one must in your allowance o'erweigh a whole theatre of others.
Seite 270 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn, the marshalling in arms — the day, Battle's magnificently stern array! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent. The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse, friend, foe, in one red burial blent.
Seite 270 - And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar, And near, the beat of the alarming drum, Roused up the soldier ere the morning star ; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering with white lips — " The foe ! They come ! they come ! " And wild and high the " Cameron's gathering