The Humorous Poetry of the English Language: From Chaucer to Saxe ...Mason Brothers, 1857 - 689 страница |
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... Smiles in his face , as though he meant him bliss , Then , like an alligator , drags him in . MAN MAY BE HAPPY ... smile o'er hill and plain ! Dark , he must court the skull , and spade , and shroud-- The mistress of his soul must ...
... Smiles in his face , as though he meant him bliss , Then , like an alligator , drags him in . MAN MAY BE HAPPY ... smile o'er hill and plain ! Dark , he must court the skull , and spade , and shroud-- The mistress of his soul must ...
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... smile pursue , And pick even pleasure from a straw . ADDRESS TO THE TOOTHACHE . WRITTEN WHEN THE AUTHOR WAS GRIEVOUSLY TORMENTED BY THAT DISORDER . ROBERT BURNS . My curse upon thy venom'd stang , That shoots my tortur'd gums alang ...
... smile pursue , And pick even pleasure from a straw . ADDRESS TO THE TOOTHACHE . WRITTEN WHEN THE AUTHOR WAS GRIEVOUSLY TORMENTED BY THAT DISORDER . ROBERT BURNS . My curse upon thy venom'd stang , That shoots my tortur'd gums alang ...
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... smile That speaks conviction . O'er yon blossom'd field Of beans it came , and thoughts of bacon rise . SNUFF . ROBERT SOUTHEY . A DELICATE pinch ! oh how it tingles up The titillated nose , and fills the eyes And breast , till in one ...
... smile That speaks conviction . O'er yon blossom'd field Of beans it came , and thoughts of bacon rise . SNUFF . ROBERT SOUTHEY . A DELICATE pinch ! oh how it tingles up The titillated nose , and fills the eyes And breast , till in one ...
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... murmur'd , trembling too Lest all the nymph had vow'd was true , I saw a smile relenting rise ' Mid the moist , azure of her eyes , Like day - light o'er a sea of blue , 38 MISCELLANEOUS . Young Jessie Rings and Seals.
... murmur'd , trembling too Lest all the nymph had vow'd was true , I saw a smile relenting rise ' Mid the moist , azure of her eyes , Like day - light o'er a sea of blue , 38 MISCELLANEOUS . Young Jessie Rings and Seals.
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... smile , While some , perhaps , may sigh . Though Love's the theme , and Wisdom blames Such florid songs as ours , Yet Truth , sometimes , like eastern dames , Can speak her thoughts by flowers . Then listen , maids , come listen , while ...
... smile , While some , perhaps , may sigh . Though Love's the theme , and Wisdom blames Such florid songs as ours , Yet Truth , sometimes , like eastern dames , Can speak her thoughts by flowers . Then listen , maids , come listen , while ...
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behold Beignet Blogg boys Brentford charming church cried d'ye DEAN SWIFT dear delight Devil divine Dolly dost e'er EPIGRAMS eyes face fair fancy fear FRIEND OF HUMANITY give grace hair hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven JAMES TAYLOR king lady Lille long-tail'd coat look look'd Lord Lord Byron ma'am maid majesty MATTHEW PRIOR mind Miserable sinners morning Muse N. P. WILLIS ne'er never Nick night niversity nose numbers o'er once PETER PINDAR PINDAR poet poor pray prayer pretty Prince Prince Bishop Pryce PUNCH quoth ROBERT SOUTHEY rose round Saint scarce seem'd sigh sing smile song soon 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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