The Home Book of Verse: American and English, 1580-1918, Volume 2H. Holt, 1918 - 4009 pages |
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Page 1981
... Once more to drink Nebiolo spumante there , How we'd pitch Pommery into the sea ! There where the gang of us met ere Rome rang of us , They had the hang of us to a degree . How they would trust to you ! That was but just to you . Here's ...
... Once more to drink Nebiolo spumante there , How we'd pitch Pommery into the sea ! There where the gang of us met ere Rome rang of us , They had the hang of us to a degree . How they would trust to you ! That was but just to you . Here's ...
Page 1988
... Pays all debts , cures all diseases , And at once three senses pleases . Welcome all who lead or follow , To the Oracle of Apollo . Ben Jonson [ 1573 ? -1637 ] LINES ON THE MERMAID TAVERN SOULS of Poets dead and 1988 Pipe and Can.
... Pays all debts , cures all diseases , And at once three senses pleases . Welcome all who lead or follow , To the Oracle of Apollo . Ben Jonson [ 1573 ? -1637 ] LINES ON THE MERMAID TAVERN SOULS of Poets dead and 1988 Pipe and Can.
Page 2008
... Once on the boughs Birds of rare plume Sang , in its bloom ; Night - birds are we : Here we carouse , Singing like them , Perched round the stem Of the jolly old tree . Here let us sport , Boys , as we sit ; Laughter and wit Flashing so ...
... Once on the boughs Birds of rare plume Sang , in its bloom ; Night - birds are we : Here we carouse , Singing like them , Perched round the stem Of the jolly old tree . Here let us sport , Boys , as we sit ; Laughter and wit Flashing so ...
Page 2066
... once more , O mother dear ! Astride the old fence - rail . The old fence - rail , the old fence - rail ! How oft these youthful legs , With Alice ' and Ben Bolt's , were hung Across those wooden pegs . ' Twas there the nauseating smoke ...
... once more , O mother dear ! Astride the old fence - rail . The old fence - rail , the old fence - rail ! How oft these youthful legs , With Alice ' and Ben Bolt's , were hung Across those wooden pegs . ' Twas there the nauseating smoke ...
Page 2095
... once again Upon his nimble steed , Full slowly pacing o'er the stones , With caution and good heed . But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well - shod feet , The snorting beast began to trot , Which galled him in his seat . So ...
... once again Upon his nimble steed , Full slowly pacing o'er the stones , With caution and good heed . But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well - shod feet , The snorting beast began to trot , Which galled him in his seat . So ...
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