Poems of Wit and HumourE. Moxon, 1847 - 282 oldal |
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27. oldal
... Young Ladies , two and two , Looking , as such young ladies do , Truss'd by Decorum and stuff'd with morals- Whether she listen'd to Hob or Bob , Nob or Snob , The Squire on his cob , Or Trudge and his ass at a tinkering job , To the ...
... Young Ladies , two and two , Looking , as such young ladies do , Truss'd by Decorum and stuff'd with morals- Whether she listen'd to Hob or Bob , Nob or Snob , The Squire on his cob , Or Trudge and his ass at a tinkering job , To the ...
30. oldal
... young , But deserv'd to be whipp'd , imprison'd , or hung , Or sent on those travels which nobody hurries To publish at Colburn's , or Longmans ' , or Murray's . Meanwhile the Trumpet con amore , Transmitted each vile diabolical story ...
... young , But deserv'd to be whipp'd , imprison'd , or hung , Or sent on those travels which nobody hurries To publish at Colburn's , or Longmans ' , or Murray's . Meanwhile the Trumpet con amore , Transmitted each vile diabolical story ...
31. oldal
... young , A sound , when human , that always proclaims At least a thousand pities and shames , But still the darker the tale of sin , Like certain folks when calamities burst , Who find a comfort in " hearing the worst , " The farther she ...
... young , A sound , when human , that always proclaims At least a thousand pities and shames , But still the darker the tale of sin , Like certain folks when calamities burst , Who find a comfort in " hearing the worst , " The farther she ...
58. oldal
... young potatoes all a - row , Or plucks the fragrant leek for pottage green , With that crisp curly herb , call'd Kale in Aberdeen . XXIX . And so he wisely spends the fruitful hours , Link'd each to each by labour , like a bee ; Or ...
... young potatoes all a - row , Or plucks the fragrant leek for pottage green , With that crisp curly herb , call'd Kale in Aberdeen . XXIX . And so he wisely spends the fruitful hours , Link'd each to each by labour , like a bee ; Or ...
66. oldal
... young Fridolin went to the Forge , With a message meant for his own death - warrant ! Young Fridolin ! young Fridolin ! So free from sauce , and sloth , and sin , The best of pages Whatever their ages , Since first that singular fashion ...
... young Fridolin went to the Forge , With a message meant for his own death - warrant ! Young Fridolin ! young Fridolin ! So free from sauce , and sloth , and sin , The best of pages Whatever their ages , Since first that singular fashion ...
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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...