Magazine of Wit and American Harmonist: Containing a Collection of the Most Admired Anecdotes, and a Variety of the Best Songs, Chiefly Composed in Honour of the Naval and Military Victories Gained During the Late War : Embellished with a Representation of Perry's VictoryM'Carty & Davis, 204 Market St., 1821 - 144 страница |
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... lost ; I did not think you could have done it . " • • A queer Hibernian servant was once asked by his master , what noise is that I hear ? ' My lord , ' he replied , it is only the singing in my ears , I have heard it these six months ...
... lost ; I did not think you could have done it . " • • A queer Hibernian servant was once asked by his master , what noise is that I hear ? ' My lord , ' he replied , it is only the singing in my ears , I have heard it these six months ...
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... lost both man and money . ' ' But if he do come , then your jest is marred , ' quoth the king . No , sir ; for if he return I will blot out your name , and put him in for a fool . ' · Thornton , the manager of the Windsor Theatre ...
... lost both man and money . ' ' But if he do come , then your jest is marred , ' quoth the king . No , sir ; for if he return I will blot out your name , and put him in for a fool . ' · Thornton , the manager of the Windsor Theatre ...
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... lost all hopes ; but he esteemed her the more on that account . Having landed at Smyrna , Vateville was warmly recommended by the captain to his acquaintance . In this city the lady fell ill , and died , leaving her husband inconsolable ...
... lost all hopes ; but he esteemed her the more on that account . Having landed at Smyrna , Vateville was warmly recommended by the captain to his acquaintance . In this city the lady fell ill , and died , leaving her husband inconsolable ...
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... so fair for you ; ' to me it has lost all its beauty . Go - return to your ' father . Let the sun shine with all its brightness for him , and the tree appear in all its beauty . ' " A A sovereign , in a progress through his kingdom 20.
... so fair for you ; ' to me it has lost all its beauty . Go - return to your ' father . Let the sun shine with all its brightness for him , and the tree appear in all its beauty . ' " A A sovereign , in a progress through his kingdom 20.
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... lost his pension in six months . A fat parson , who had long dozed over sermons in his pulpit , and strong beer in his parlour , hap- pened one Sunday , after a plentiful crop of tithes , to exert himself mightily . His text was the ...
... lost his pension in six months . A fat parson , who had long dozed over sermons in his pulpit , and strong beer in his parlour , hap- pened one Sunday , after a plentiful crop of tithes , to exert himself mightily . His text was the ...
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Страница 96 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall-door, and the charger stood near ; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung ; " She is won ! we are gone ! over bank, bush, and scaur ; They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
Страница 95 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied; Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide; And now am I come with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Страница 124 - AULD LANG SYNE. SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min' ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne ? CHORUS. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne.
Страница 89 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa?
Страница 134 - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers. Your waters never drumlie! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
Страница 81 - O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming ? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there...
Страница 94 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Страница 89 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe!
Страница 123 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet...
Страница 141 - Tom never from his word departed, His virtues were so rare ; His friends were many and true-hearted, His Poll was kind and fair : And then he'd sing so blithe and jolly, Ah, many's the time and oft! But mirth is turned to melancholy, For Tom is gone aloft.