The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood, 2. kötetLittle, Brown, 1856 |
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42. oldal
... Bondocani- When slow , and heavy , and dead as a dump , They heard a foot begin to stump , Thump ! lump ! Lump ! thump ! Like the Spectre in " Don Giovanni ! " 1 And lo ! the Heiress , Miss Kilmansegg , With 42 MISS KILMANSEGG.
... Bondocani- When slow , and heavy , and dead as a dump , They heard a foot begin to stump , Thump ! lump ! Lump ! thump ! Like the Spectre in " Don Giovanni ! " 1 And lo ! the Heiress , Miss Kilmansegg , With 42 MISS KILMANSEGG.
50. oldal
... heard ; The sky was gray , and no creature stirr'd , Except one little precocious bird , That chirp'd - and then was quiet . So still without , -so still within ; — It had been a sin To drop a pin- So intense is silence after a din , It ...
... heard ; The sky was gray , and no creature stirr'd , Except one little precocious bird , That chirp'd - and then was quiet . So still without , -so still within ; — It had been a sin To drop a pin- So intense is silence after a din , It ...
87. oldal
... heard , in language low , That her Precious Leg was precious slow , A good ' un to look at but bad to go , And kept quite a sum lying idle . That instead of playing musical airs , Like Colin's foot in going up - stairs— As the wife in ...
... heard , in language low , That her Precious Leg was precious slow , A good ' un to look at but bad to go , And kept quite a sum lying idle . That instead of playing musical airs , Like Colin's foot in going up - stairs— As the wife in ...
92. oldal
... guineas in silken purse- And the Golden Legends she heard from her nurse , Of the Mayor in his gilded carriage- And London streets that were paved with gold- And the Golden Eggs that were laid of old— With 92 MISS KILMANSEGG.
... guineas in silken purse- And the Golden Legends she heard from her nurse , Of the Mayor in his gilded carriage- And London streets that were paved with gold- And the Golden Eggs that were laid of old— With 92 MISS KILMANSEGG.
96. oldal
... heard no more than ears of barley . No hint was needed from D. E. F. You saw in her face that the woman was deaf : From her twisted mouth to her eyes so peery , Each queer feature ask'd a query ; A look that said in a silent way , " Who ...
... heard no more than ears of barley . No hint was needed from D. E. F. You saw in her face that the woman was deaf : From her twisted mouth to her eyes so peery , Each queer feature ask'd a query ; A look that said in a silent way , " Who ...
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66 Straight began beggar bow'd breath bright call'd cold creature cried Crooked Lane curse d'ye think Dame dance dark dead deaf dear Death Devil door doth double dream earth ev'ry eyes face Fancy gilded Gog and Magog gold Gold Sticks Golden Ass Golden Leg GOLDEN LEGEND Grundy hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven horn horrid horse huckaback human Hyæna Julio light limb look look'd Lord Lullaby maid Miss Kilmansegg moon moral mouth Nelly Gray never night o'er Otto of Roses perchance pious poor Precious Leg Prester John pride rich ride ring roll'd round the Square Saint Sally Brown seem'd sight sing song sort soul sounds spirit spite stamp'd stood Sunday sweet tender There's thing thou thro till Monday tongue Trumpet turn'd Twas wild young zounds
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94. oldal - Spurn'd by the young, but hugg'd by the old To the very verge of the churchyard mould ; Price of many a crime untold ; Gold ! -Gold ! Gold ! Gold...
177. oldal - Now, when he went from Nelly Gray, His heart so heavy got — And life was such a burden grown, It made him take a knot! So round his melancholy neck A rope he did entwine, And, for his second time in life Enlisted in the Line!
175. 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, Said he, " Let others shoot, For here I leave my second leg, And the Forty-second Foot...
271. 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 ! ) With fancies buoyant as the thistle-down, Prompting the face grotesque, and antic brisk, With many a lamb-like frisk, (He 's got the scissors, snipping at your gown ! ) Thou pretty opening rose...
269. oldal - With antic toys so funnily bestuck, Light as the singing bird that wings the air, (The door ! the door ! he'll tumble down the stair '.) Thou darling of thy sire ! (Why, Jane, he'll set his pinafore afire !) Thou imp of mirth and joy!
270. oldal - Touched with the beauteous tints of dawning life! (He's got a knife !) Thou enviable being ! No storms, no clouds, in thy blue sky foreseeing, Play on, play on, My elfin...
270. oldal - From ev'ry blossom in the world that blows, Singing in Youth's Elysium ever sunny, (Another tumble ! — that's his.
176. oldal - I loved a soldier once, For he was blithe and brave; But I will never have a man With both legs in the grave! "Before you had those timber toes, Your love I did allow, But then, you know, you stand upon Another footing now !" "Oh, Nelly Gray! Oh, Nelly Gray! For all your jeering speeches, At duty's call, I left my legs, In Badajos's breaches!
303. oldal - For 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.
329. oldal - To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells Ring Sabbath knells ; The jubilate of the soaring lark Is chant of clerk ; For choir, the thrush and the gregarious linnet ; The sod's a cushion for his pious want ; And, consecrated by the heav'n within it, The sky-blue pool, a font.