Poets' Wit and HumourD. Appleton and Company, 1861 - 277 pages |
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... cries , " For Gods love help , Unto youre mastiffe call ! " 66 Fight dog , fight devill ! " butcher said , And claps his hands at Ball . The dog most cruelly tore his flesh , The devill went to wracke , The Conjurer Cousened . And ...
... cries , " For Gods love help , Unto youre mastiffe call ! " 66 Fight dog , fight devill ! " butcher said , And claps his hands at Ball . The dog most cruelly tore his flesh , The devill went to wracke , The Conjurer Cousened . And ...
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... does eat . Host spies him come , cryes , " Sir , what meat ? " The London Vacation . " I eate no supper ;. He calls for room and down he lies . Quoth host , " No supper , sir ? " He cries Pall Mall , takes its name from it .
... does eat . Host spies him come , cryes , " Sir , what meat ? " The London Vacation . " I eate no supper ;. He calls for room and down he lies . Quoth host , " No supper , sir ? " He cries Pall Mall , takes its name from it .
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... Cries out aloud , " I thought as much . ” On Now vaulter good , and dancing lass , rope , and man that cries " Hey , pass , " And tumbler young that needs but stoop , Lay head to heel to creep through hoope ; And man in chimney hid to ...
... Cries out aloud , " I thought as much . ” On Now vaulter good , and dancing lass , rope , and man that cries " Hey , pass , " And tumbler young that needs but stoop , Lay head to heel to creep through hoope ; And man in chimney hid to ...
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... cried , far off , " Ah ! General Cat , I much suspect a heap like that . Your meal is not the thing , perhaps , For one who knows somewhat of traps ; Should you a sack of meal become , I'd let you be , and stay at home . " Well said , I ...
... cried , far off , " Ah ! General Cat , I much suspect a heap like that . Your meal is not the thing , perhaps , For one who knows somewhat of traps ; Should you a sack of meal become , I'd let you be , and stay at home . " Well said , I ...
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... cries he , who , high in Drury Lane , Lull'd by soft zephyrs through the broken pane , Rhymes e'er he wakes , and prints before term ends , Oblig'd by hunger , and request of friends : " The piece , you think , is incorrect ? Why take ...
... cries he , who , high in Drury Lane , Lull'd by soft zephyrs through the broken pane , Rhymes e'er he wakes , and prints before term ends , Oblig'd by hunger , and request of friends : " The piece , you think , is incorrect ? Why take ...
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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.