The Humorous Poetry of the English Language: From Chaucer to Saxe ... with Notes, Explanatory and BiographicalMason brothers, 1856 - 689 sider |
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Side 36
... NEVER mind how the pedagogue proses , You want not antiquity's stamp , The lip that's so scented by roses , Oh ! never must smell of the lamp . Old Chloe , whose withering kisses Have long set the loves at defiance , Now done with the ...
... NEVER mind how the pedagogue proses , You want not antiquity's stamp , The lip that's so scented by roses , Oh ! never must smell of the lamp . Old Chloe , whose withering kisses Have long set the loves at defiance , Now done with the ...
Side 38
... never can my heart rely On word or look , on oath or sigh . Take back the gifts , so sweetly given , With promis'd faith and vows to heaven ; That little ring , which , night and morn , With wedded truth my hand hath worn ; That seal ...
... never can my heart rely On word or look , on oath or sigh . Take back the gifts , so sweetly given , With promis'd faith and vows to heaven ; That little ring , which , night and morn , With wedded truth my hand hath worn ; That seal ...
Side 56
... Never ! I held thee still to be divine . For me thy color hath a charm , Although ' tis true they call thee Pale ; And be thou cold when I am warm , As late I've been - so high the scale Of FAHRENHEIT and febrile harm Allay ...
... Never ! I held thee still to be divine . For me thy color hath a charm , Although ' tis true they call thee Pale ; And be thou cold when I am warm , As late I've been - so high the scale Of FAHRENHEIT and febrile harm Allay ...
Side 61
... never ask for discount - yet , alas ! If , homeward wending from his daily cares , He go by Murphy's Line , thence eastward tending-- Or westward from the Line of Kipp & Brown— My vision is departed ! Harshly falls The doom upon the ear ...
... never ask for discount - yet , alas ! If , homeward wending from his daily cares , He go by Murphy's Line , thence eastward tending-- Or westward from the Line of Kipp & Brown— My vision is departed ! Harshly falls The doom upon the ear ...
Side 67
... And tumbled in a fit . Ten days and nights , with sleepless eye , I watched that wretched man , And since , I never dare to write As funny as I can . THE BRIEFLESS BARRISTER . A BALLAD . AN Attorney was MISCELLANEOUS . 67.
... And tumbled in a fit . Ten days and nights , with sleepless eye , I watched that wretched man , And since , I never dare to write As funny as I can . THE BRIEFLESS BARRISTER . A BALLAD . AN Attorney was MISCELLANEOUS . 67.
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Æsop Beignet Blogg boys Brentford charms Cock cried d'ye think DEAN SWIFT dear delight Devil dish divine Dolly dost e'er EPIGRAMS eyes face fair fancy fear give grace hair hand happy HARRIS BARHAM hast hath head hear heard heart heaven JAMES TAYLOR king kiss lady laugh Lille long-tail'd coat look look'd Lord ma'am maid MATTHEW PRIOR mind Miserable sinners morning N. P. WILLIS ne'er never Nick night niversity nose numbers o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES once PETER PINDAR PINDAR poet poor pray pretty Prince Prince Bishop Pryce PUNCH quoth ROBERT SOUTHEY rose round Saint scarce seem'd sigh sing smile song soul Sultaun swear sweet tell thee there's thet thing THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou thought town turn'd verger Whitbread wife young Zounds
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