Parodies of the Works of English and American Authors: Collected and AnnotatedReeves & Turner, 1883 |
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16. oldal
... death to me , to them ' tis sport , Boreäna , Oh ! stab in my most tender place , My pocket , oh ! the deep disgrace , Boreäna , I fell down flat upon my face , Boreäna . They fined me at the next court day , Boreäna , Locked up , how ...
... death to me , to them ' tis sport , Boreäna , Oh ! stab in my most tender place , My pocket , oh ! the deep disgrace , Boreäna , I fell down flat upon my face , Boreäna . They fined me at the next court day , Boreäna , Locked up , how ...
18. oldal
... death to me , to them ' tis sport , Boreäna , Oh ! stab in my most tender place , My pocket , oh ! the deep disgrace , Boreäna , I fell down flat upon my face , Boreäna . They fined me at the next court day , Boreäna , Locked up , how ...
... death to me , to them ' tis sport , Boreäna , Oh ! stab in my most tender place , My pocket , oh ! the deep disgrace , Boreäna , I fell down flat upon my face , Boreäna . They fined me at the next court day , Boreäna , Locked up , how ...
28. oldal
... death , according to Camden , " the glory of hospitality seemed to fall asleep , " but from the " stout Stanley " who fronted the right of the Scots at Flodden , and whose name in Scott's poem was the last on the lips of the dying ...
... death , according to Camden , " the glory of hospitality seemed to fall asleep , " but from the " stout Stanley " who fronted the right of the Scots at Flodden , and whose name in Scott's poem was the last on the lips of the dying ...
33. oldal
... death of the princess Charlotte in 1817 was , no doubt , considered at the time as a greater public loss than was the death of Prince Albert in 1861 ; yet who now reads Southey's poem in her praise ? Whereas the beauty of Tennyson's ...
... death of the princess Charlotte in 1817 was , no doubt , considered at the time as a greater public loss than was the death of Prince Albert in 1861 ; yet who now reads Southey's poem in her praise ? Whereas the beauty of Tennyson's ...
35. oldal
... death of the late John Brown , when it was announced that the Queen had had a statue of him erected in the grounds at Bal- moral , it was also rumoured that Tennyson was writing a poem in his honour . A jocular author suggested that it ...
... death of the late John Brown , when it was announced that the Queen had had a statue of him erected in the grounds at Bal- moral , it was also rumoured that Tennyson was writing a poem in his honour . A jocular author suggested that it ...
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Alfred Tennyson Ballads Beware Boreäna break Brigade Bromfelde Road Buchanan burlesque call me early cried curse Dante Gabriel Rossetti dear dream E. L. BLANCHARD entitled Esthetic Culture Esthetic Movement Esthetic School Estheticism Excelsior F. C. Burnand fair Fleshly School following parody Funny Folks Grosvenor Gallery Hail to thee head hear heard heart imitation James Collinson John Jonas Fisher King Lady Laureate's London Longfellow look Lord maiden morning mother Movement in England never night o'er Odes Oriana original Oscar Wilde Oxford OZOKERIT parody Peers poem Poet Laureate poetry PRICE SIXPENCE published Punch Queen REEVES & TURNER reply Rhymes ridicule roar round Ruskin Savoy Theatre SHILLINGS shout Six Hundred song stood strange Swinburne Thomas Woolner thou thought thundered turned Vere verses Vicky voice WALTER HAMILTON Wather whilst William Michael Rossetti wondered words
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101. oldal - has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field ofhis fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line,
61. oldal - cattle ! Be a heroine—a wife ! " Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ; Let the dead past bury its dead ; Act—act in the living present, Hoping for a spouse ahead. " Lives of married folk remind us We can live our lives as well, And departing leave behind us Such examples as will
74. oldal - He can't suppress a groan. Despairing, hoping, fearing, Onward thro' life he goes ; Each morning he sees Nellie, And each evening, at its close ; She even haunts him sleeping, And disturbs his night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ; Thus at the
83. oldal - EXCELSIOR. The shades of night were falling fast. As through an Alpine village passed, A youth, who bore 'mid snow and ice, • A banner with this strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath Flashed like a faulchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung, The accents
85. oldal - CLEAN YOUR DOOR-STEP, MARM?" The shades of night were some time past, And snow had fallen thick and fast ; A youth, who broom and shovel bore, Was heard to call outside the door, " Clean your doorstep, Marm ?" In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright,
89. oldal - reached that noted shop, 13, CROSS CHEAPING. In happy homes he saw the light, Of household fires gleam warm and bright ; He heeded not the cheerful coal, But strode straight onward to his goal, 13, CROSS CHEAPING. " Beware of rain," an old man said, " Dark lowers the tempest overhead,
31. oldal - She must weep or she will die." Then they praised him soft and low, Call'd him worthy to be loved, Truest friend and noblest foe ; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stept, Took the face cloth from the face ; Yet she neither moved nor wept.
13. oldal - Queen o' the May":— You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear, To-morrow 'ill be the happiest time of all the glad New Year, Of all the glad New Year, mother, the maddest merriest day ; For I'm to be Queen o
72. oldal - The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow, You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low.
13. oldal - You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear— To-morrow '11 be the happiest time of all this famous year ; Of all this famous year, mother, the grandest, jolliest day, For look on our Queen we may, mother, look on our