A Parody AnthologyBlue Ribbon Books, 1904 - 397 páginas |
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... face , when she with cosmetics has cloyed it , Out - Rachels Rachel ! pray you , girls , avoid it . Neither be you too tame — but , ere you go , - Provide yourselves with sprigs of mistletoe ; Offer them coyly to the Roman herd- But don ...
... face , when she with cosmetics has cloyed it , Out - Rachels Rachel ! pray you , girls , avoid it . Neither be you too tame — but , ere you go , - Provide yourselves with sprigs of mistletoe ; Offer them coyly to the Roman herd- But don ...
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... face At the sweetest place- And ho ! how white is the hawthorn now ! So rare ! - And the daisied world rocks round them there . So rare ! so rare ! With a hey ! and a hi ! and a ho ! The grasses curdle where the daisies blow ! James ...
... face At the sweetest place- And ho ! how white is the hawthorn now ! So rare ! - And the daisied world rocks round them there . So rare ! so rare ! With a hey ! and a hi ! and a ho ! The grasses curdle where the daisies blow ! James ...
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... face Of wind and rain unsparing ; John Thompson reached the landing place His wrath was turned to swearing . For by the lightning's angry flash , His child he did discover ; One lovely hand held all the cash , And one was round her ...
... face Of wind and rain unsparing ; John Thompson reached the landing place His wrath was turned to swearing . For by the lightning's angry flash , His child he did discover ; One lovely hand held all the cash , And one was round her ...
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... face of the lost And we bitterly thought of the morrow . We thought as we hurried him home to be fed , And tried our low spirits to rally , That the weather looked very like squalls overhead For the passage from Dover to Calais ...
... face of the lost And we bitterly thought of the morrow . We thought as we hurried him home to be fed , And tried our low spirits to rally , That the weather looked very like squalls overhead For the passage from Dover to Calais ...
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... faces paler turning , By the struggling moonbeam's misty light , And the gas - lamp's steady burning . No useless watch - chain covered his vest , Nor over - dressed we found him ; But he looked like a gentleman wearing his best , With ...
... faces paler turning , By the struggling moonbeam's misty light , And the gas - lamp's steady burning . No useless watch - chain covered his vest , Nor over - dressed we found him ; But he looked like a gentleman wearing his best , With ...
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Página 67 - 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.
Página 89 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Página 90 - But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring : And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Página 59 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethe'rby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For. a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Página 139 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
Página 282 - Which I wish to remark, And my language is plain, That for ways that are dark And for tricks that are vain, The heathen Chinee is peculiar, Which the same I would rise to explain. Ah Sin was his name; And I shall not deny, In regard to the same, What that name might imply; But his smile it was pensive and childlike, As I frequent remarked to Bill Nye.
Página 72 - Across this stormy water; And I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter! — oh! my daughter!
Página 154 - Ask me no more. Ask me -no more : what answer should I give ? I love not hollow cheek or faded eye : Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die ! Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live ; Ask me no more.
Página 124 - In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife!
Página 124 - Not enjoyment and not sorrow. Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.