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... M. Thackeray Augustus M. Moore The Confession Richard Harris Barham " Thomas Ingoldsby " l If You Have Seen Thomas Moore Circumstance Elegy Frederick Locker - Lampson Arthur Guiterman Our Traveler Optimism The Declaration He Came to Pay ...
... M. Thackeray Augustus M. Moore The Confession Richard Harris Barham " Thomas Ingoldsby " l If You Have Seen Thomas Moore Circumstance Elegy Frederick Locker - Lampson Arthur Guiterman Our Traveler Optimism The Declaration He Came to Pay ...
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... seen the Allies dish up The goose of Hindenburg - oh , friends ! I shall out - bish the mildest Bishop . When the War is over and the Kaiser's out of print I'm going to buy some tortoises and watch the beggars sprint ; When the War is ...
... seen the Allies dish up The goose of Hindenburg - oh , friends ! I shall out - bish the mildest Bishop . When the War is over and the Kaiser's out of print I'm going to buy some tortoises and watch the beggars sprint ; When the War is ...
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... seen , I ween , By mortals in dreams alone ? What her eyes were like , I know not : Perhaps they were blurr'd with tears ; And perhaps in your skies there glow not ( On the contrary ) clearer spheres . No ! as to her eyes I am just as ...
... seen , I ween , By mortals in dreams alone ? What her eyes were like , I know not : Perhaps they were blurr'd with tears ; And perhaps in your skies there glow not ( On the contrary ) clearer spheres . No ! as to her eyes I am just as ...
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... seen needles , but bouldly assart That the needle in front of me there takes the pins ! O , sweet Cleopa thera ! I'm sorry you're dead ; An ' whin lavin ' this wondherful needle behind Had ye thought of bequathin ' a spool of your ...
... seen needles , but bouldly assart That the needle in front of me there takes the pins ! O , sweet Cleopa thera ! I'm sorry you're dead ; An ' whin lavin ' this wondherful needle behind Had ye thought of bequathin ' a spool of your ...
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... seen a fisher lass . " O , fisher lass , be kind awhile , " I asks ' er quite unbid . " Please look into me face and smile " . And , blow me eyes , she did ! O , blow me light and blow me blow , I didn't think she'd charm me so- But ...
... seen a fisher lass . " O , fisher lass , be kind awhile , " I asks ' er quite unbid . " Please look into me face and smile " . And , blow me eyes , she did ! O , blow me light and blow me blow , I didn't think she'd charm me so- But ...
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Page 568 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the Wash about, On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton, his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. " Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! — Here's the house !' They all at once did cry ; " The dinner waits, and we are tired :" — Said Gilpin—
Page 383 - That never a hall such a galliard did grace ; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume ; And the bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Page 583 - At half past nine by the meet'n'-house clock,— Just the hour of the Earthquake shock! —What do you think the parson found, When he got up and stared around? The poor old chaise in a heap or mound, As if it had been to the mill and ground! You see, of course, if you're not a dunce, How it went to pieces all at once,— All at once, and nothing first,— Just as bubbles do when they burst.
Page 485 - You are old, father William" the young man said, " And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head — Do you think, at your age, it is right ? " "In my youth," father William replied to his son, " I feared it might injure the brain; But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do it again and again.
Page 688 - Body of turkey, head of owl, Wings a-droop like a rained-on fowl, Feathered and ruffled in every part, Skipper Ireson stood in the cart. Scores of women, old and young, Strong of muscle, and glib of tongue, Pushed and pulled up the rocky lane, Shouting and singing the shrill refrain: "Here's Flud Oirson, fur his horrd horrt Torr'd an' futherr'd an' corr'd in a corrt By the women o...
Page 580 - Now in building of chaises, I tell you what, There is always somewhere a weakest spot, In hub, tire, felloe, in spring, or thill, In panel, or crossbar, or floor, or sill, In screw, bolt, thoroughbrace — lurking still...
Page 581 - Thoroughbrace bison-skin, thick and wide; Boot, top, dasher, from tough old hide Found in the pit when the tanner died. That was the way he 'put her through.
Page 567 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, "Well done!
Page 869 - He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood. The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood. And burbled as it came!
Page 565 - I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. " I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the Calender Will lend his horse to go.