The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood, 2. kötetLittle, Brown, 1856 |
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20. oldal
... talk'd the whole day round , And weigh'd dessert like grapes by the pound , Till she had an idea from the very sound That people with nought were naughty . They praised - poor children with nothing at all ! Lord ! how you twaddle and ...
... talk'd the whole day round , And weigh'd dessert like grapes by the pound , Till she had an idea from the very sound That people with nought were naughty . They praised - poor children with nothing at all ! Lord ! how you twaddle and ...
34. oldal
... talk about town , Than the leg that a fly runs over ! But the Precious Leg of Miss Kilmansegg , That gowden , goolden , golden leg , Was the theme of all conversation ! Had it been a Pillar of Church and State , Or a prop to support the ...
... talk about town , Than the leg that a fly runs over ! But the Precious Leg of Miss Kilmansegg , That gowden , goolden , golden leg , Was the theme of all conversation ! Had it been a Pillar of Church and State , Or a prop to support the ...
35. oldal
... talk of ' Change - the Alley - the Bank- And with men of scientific rank , It made as much stir as the fossil shank Of a Lizard coeval with Adam ! Of course with Greenwich and Chelsea elves , Men who AND HER PRECIOUS LEG .. 35.
... talk of ' Change - the Alley - the Bank- And with men of scientific rank , It made as much stir as the fossil shank Of a Lizard coeval with Adam ! Of course with Greenwich and Chelsea elves , Men who AND HER PRECIOUS LEG .. 35.
37. oldal
... Talk of Art , of Science , or Books , And down go the everlasting looks , To his crural beauties so wedded ! Try him , whenever you will , you find His mind in his legs , and his legs in his mind , All prongs and folly - in short a kind ...
... Talk of Art , of Science , or Books , And down go the everlasting looks , To his crural beauties so wedded ! Try him , whenever you will , you find His mind in his legs , and his legs in his mind , All prongs and folly - in short a kind ...
38. oldal
... talks of his cab and cob To Polish or Lapland lovers- Cards like that hieroglyphical call To a geographical Fancy Ball On the recent Post - Office covers . For if Lion - hunters - and great ones too- Would mob a savage from Latakoo , Or ...
... talks of his cab and cob To Polish or Lapland lovers- Cards like that hieroglyphical call To a geographical Fancy Ball On the recent Post - Office covers . For if Lion - hunters - and great ones too- Would mob a savage from Latakoo , Or ...
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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.