Poems of Wit and HumourE. Moxon, 1847 - 282 oldal |
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... sure , was Dame Eleanor Spearing ! On her head , it is true , Two flaps there grew , That served for a pair of gold rings to go through , But for any purpose of ears in a parley , They heard no more than ears of barley . No hint was ...
... sure , was Dame Eleanor Spearing ! On her head , it is true , Two flaps there grew , That served for a pair of gold rings to go through , But for any purpose of ears in a parley , They heard no more than ears of barley . No hint was ...
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... sure you'll find it worth your buying , A little practice — that is all— And you'll hear a whisper , however small , Through an Act of Parliament party - wall , - Every syllable clear as day , And even what people are going to say— I ...
... sure you'll find it worth your buying , A little practice — that is all— And you'll hear a whisper , however small , Through an Act of Parliament party - wall , - Every syllable clear as day , And even what people are going to say— I ...
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... sure , had the horn been one of those The wild Rhinoceros wears on his nose , It couldn't have ripp'd up more depravity ! Depravity ! mercy shield her ears ! ' Twas plain enough that her village peers In the ways of vice were no raw ...
... sure , had the horn been one of those The wild Rhinoceros wears on his nose , It couldn't have ripp'd up more depravity ! Depravity ! mercy shield her ears ! ' Twas plain enough that her village peers In the ways of vice were no raw ...
98. oldal
... , Weep by turns , and laugh- Night and Day together Taking half - and - half . So September endeth— Cold , and most perverse— But the Month that follows , Sure will pinch us worse ! LOVE . O LOVE ! what art thou , Love THE SEASON .
... , Weep by turns , and laugh- Night and Day together Taking half - and - half . So September endeth— Cold , and most perverse— But the Month that follows , Sure will pinch us worse ! LOVE . O LOVE ! what art thou , Love THE SEASON .
130. oldal
... black ye see , because we carry coal ; You'll find your mother sure enough , and see your native fields- For this here ship has pick'd you up - the Mary Ann of Shields ! " SPRING . A NEW VERSION . Ham . The air 130 THE DEMON - SHIP .
... black ye see , because we carry coal ; You'll find your mother sure enough , and see your native fields- For this here ship has pick'd you up - the Mary Ann of Shields ! " SPRING . A NEW VERSION . Ham . The air 130 THE DEMON - SHIP .
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66 Lullaby 66 Straight BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER began beggar Bianca BLACK FOREST bloody boat bound in morocco breath call'd cloth cold copper cried Crooked Lane curse d'ye think Dame Eleanor dark deaf dear Devil doth dream EDITION EDWARD MOXON Eleanor Spearing elegantly bound ESSAYS OF ELIA ev'ry eyes fair fancy Glorious Apollers Gog and Magog grim Grundy hand head hear heard heart horn horrid horse huckaback Hyæna Julio Lady legs LEIGH HUNT LENOX LIBRARY look look'd Lord maid Mare Meanwhile Monday mouth Nelly Gray never night o'er once pitch Portrait and Vignette price 16s PUBLISHED BY EDWARD roar round the Square Sally Brown seem'd sight sing smile song sooty sounds Sunday sweet tender There's thing THOMAS HOOD Thou thro till Monday Tinnitus tongue Trumpet turn'd Twas volume 8vo Whilst wild young Fridolin zounds
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138. oldal - One end he tied around a beam, And then removed his pegs, And, as his legs were off, — of course, He soon was off his legs! And there he hung till he was dead As any nail in town, — For though distress had cut him up, It could not cut him down! A dozen men sat on his corpse, To find out why he died — And they buried Ben in four crossroads. With a stake in his inside!
229. oldal - No storms, no clouds, in thy blue sky foreseeing, Play on, play on, My elfin John ! Toss the light ball, bestride the stick (I knew so many cakes would make him sick).
134. oldal - Ben Battle was a soldier bold, And used to war's alarms ; But a cannon-ball took off his legs, So he laid down his arms ! Now as they bore him off the field, 5 Said he, "Let others shoot, For here I leave my second leg, And the Forty-second Foot...
104. oldal - I'd follow him ; But oh ! — I'm not a fish-woman, And so I cannot swim. " Alas ! I was not born beneath The Virgin and the Scales, So I must curse my cruel stars, And walk about in Wales.
158. oldal - What d'ye think of that, my Cat ? What d'ye think of that, my Dog...
228. oldal - Thou darling of thy sire ! (Why, Jane, he'll set his pinafore afire!) Thou imp of mirth and joy ! In love's dear chain so strong and bright a link, Thou idol of thy parents...
257. oldal - It is the king's highway, that we are in, and in this way it is that thou hast placed the lions." — BUNYAS. I. WHAT ! shut the Gardens ! lock the latticed gate ! Refuse the shilling and the Fellow's ticket ! And hang a wooden notice up to state, " On Sundays no admittance at this wicket ! " The Birds, the Beasts, and all the Reptile race Denied to friends and visitors till Monday!
135. oldal - But when he called on Nelly Gray, She made him quite a scoff; And when she saw his wooden legs, Began to take them off! "O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray! Is this your love so warm ? The love that loves a scarlet coat, Should be more uniform!
268. oldal - How well to rise while nights and larks are flyingFor my part getting up seems not so easy By half as lying. What if the lark does carol in the sky, Soaring beyond the sight to find him out — Wherefore am I to rise at such a fly ? I'm not a trout. Talk not to me of bees and such like hums...