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Page 75
... candle , nor the joyous talk Of loving friend delights ; distress'd , forlorn , Amidst the horrors of the tedious night Darkling I sigh , and feed with dismal thoughts The Splendid Shilling . My anxious mind ; or sometimes 75.
... candle , nor the joyous talk Of loving friend delights ; distress'd , forlorn , Amidst the horrors of the tedious night Darkling I sigh , and feed with dismal thoughts The Splendid Shilling . My anxious mind ; or sometimes 75.
Page 92
... talk with fellows ; And , full of indignation , frets That women should be such coquettes : Iris for scandal most ... Talks half a day in praise of silence : And Sylvia , full of inward guilt , Calls Amoret an arrant jilt . Now voices ...
... talk with fellows ; And , full of indignation , frets That women should be such coquettes : Iris for scandal most ... Talks half a day in praise of silence : And Sylvia , full of inward guilt , Calls Amoret an arrant jilt . Now voices ...
Page 113
... talks sense , but for ever is loud , Libera me ! From living i ' th ' parish that has an old kirk , Where the parson would rule like a Jew or a Turk , And keep a poor curate to do all his work , Libera me ! From a justice of peace who ...
... talks sense , but for ever is loud , Libera me ! From living i ' th ' parish that has an old kirk , Where the parson would rule like a Jew or a Turk , And keep a poor curate to do all his work , Libera me ! From a justice of peace who ...
Page 115
... talking spark , With eyes that hardly served at most To guard their master ' gainst a post ; Yet round the world the blade has been , To see whatever could be seen . The Chameleon . Returning from his finished tour , Grown. 115 James ...
... talking spark , With eyes that hardly served at most To guard their master ' gainst a post ; Yet round the world the blade has been , To see whatever could be seen . The Chameleon . Returning from his finished tour , Grown. 115 James ...
Page 117
... right , and all are wrong : When next you talk of what you view , Think others see as well as you : Nor wonder if you find that none Prefers your eye - sight to his own . " THE JACKDAW . WILLIAM COWPER . HERE is a bird 117.
... right , and all are wrong : When next you talk of what you view , Think others see as well as you : Nor wonder if you find that none Prefers your eye - sight to his own . " THE JACKDAW . WILLIAM COWPER . HERE is a bird 117.
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Abbot ABRAHAM COWLEY Alein annuity bell Bolus bombazine call'd Captain Paton cried dear Devil Devil's Walk Dick Dinah drink dumpling e'er Eliza Davis EPIGRAM ev'ry eyes fair flame Frenchman Gaffer Gray Gascon give goth grace Guilford Street hand hath head hear heart Hurrah John Knife-grinder lady Lady's Diary laugh little vulgar Boy London Vacation look'd Lord madam maid master MATTHEW PRIOR merry Monsieur Tonson morning ne'er never night niversity of Gottingen numbers o'er parson pass'd Paton no mo Pepper-box poor Pray quod quoth Red Fisherman rose round Sally Brown sare says seem'd sermon sing soul Splendid Shilling squire sure swear sweet tell thee there's thing THOMAS HOOD thou thought Tinker Tis green tongue took tūrăl turn'd Twas Valkin vicar of Bray Vich Wonderful One-Hoss-Shay word worm young courtier Zounds
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Page 32 - Compar'd to that was next her chin (Some bee had stung it newly ; ) But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face, I durst no more upon them gaze Than on the sun in July.
Page 254 - That there wasn'ta chance for one to start, For the wheels were just as strong as the thills, And the floor was just as strong as the sills And the panels just as strong as the floor, And the whipple-tree neither less nor more, And the back-crossbar as strong as the fore. And spring and axle and hub encore. And yet, as a whole, it is past a doubt In another hour it will be worn out!
Page 253 - Little of all we value here Wakes on the morn of its hundredth year Without both feeling and looking queer. In fact, there's nothing that keeps its youth, So far as I know, but a tree and truth.
Page 213 - So when they'd made their game of her, And taken off her elf, She roused, and found she only was A coming to herself. " And is he gone, and is he gone ? " She cried, and wept outright : " Then I will to the water side, And see him out of sight.
Page 34 - Death hath broke his girt, And here, alas, hath laid him in the dirt; Or else, the ways being foul, twenty to one He's here stuck in a slough, and overthrown. Twas such a shifter that, if truth were known, Death was half glad when he had got him down; For he had any time this ten years full Dodged with him betwixt Cambridge and The Bull...
Page 69 - Tis a stranger sues, A virgin tragedy, an orphan Muse." If I dislike it, "Furies, death and rage!" If I approve, "Commend it to the stage.
Page 252 - He sent for lancewood to make the thills; The crossbars were ash, from the straightest trees, The panels of white-wood, that cuts like cheese, But lasts like iron for things like these; The hubs of logs from the
Page 218 - For ennui is a growth of English root, Though nameless in our language : — we retort The fact for words, and let the French translate That awful yawn which sleep cannot abate.
Page 117 - I'll eat him." He said : then full before their sight Produced the beast, and lo! — 'twas white. Both stared, the man looked wondrous wise — "My children," the chameleon cries, (Then first the creature found a tongue), "You all are right, and all are wrong: When next you talk of what you view, Think others see as well as you: Nor wonder, if you find that none Prefers your eyesight to his own.
Page 68 - All fly to TWIT'NAM, and in humble strain Apply to me, to keep them mad or vain.