Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice; Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then... Laconics: Or, The Best Words of the Best Authors - Seite 223 von John Timbs - 1829 Vollansicht -
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