 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 страница
...beef. There's my countryman Higgins— Oh! let him alone, For making a blunder, or picking a bone. But hang it — to poets who seldom can eat Your very good mutton's a very good treat; Such dainties to them their health it might hurt, It's like sending them... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 страница
...eountrymanHiggins — Oh ! lethimalone-, For making a blunder, or picking a bone. i Lord Clare's nephew. But hang it — to poets who seldom can eat, Your very good mutton's a very good treat ; Such dainties to them their health it might hurt, It's like sending them... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 страница
...beef. There's my countryman Higgins— Oli ! let him alone For making a blunder, or picking a bone. But hang it— to poets who seldom can eat, Your very...mutton 'sa very good treat ; Such dainties to them their health it might hurt, It's like sending them ruffles, when wanting a shirt. While thus I. debated,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 304 страница
...beef. There's my countryman Higgins — Oh ! let him alone, Tor making a blunder, or picking a bone. But hang it — to poets who seldom can eat, Your very good mutton's a very good treat ; Such dainties to them their health it might hurt, It's like sending them... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 страница
...beef. There's my countryman Higgins— Oh ! let him alone For making a blunder, or picking a bone. But hang it— to poets who seldom can eat, Your very good mutton's a very good treat; Such dainties to them their health it might hurt, It's like sending them... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 296 страница
...beef. There's my countryman Higgins — Oh ! let him alone, For making a blunder, or picking a bone. But hang it — to poets who seldom can eat. Your very good mutton's a very good trSat ; Such dainties to them their health it might hurt, It's like sending them... | |
 | Poetical narratives - 1810 - 330 страница
...beef. There's my countryman Hlggins— Oh ! let him alone, For- making a blunder, or picking a bone. But hang it— to poets who seldom can eat, Your very good mutton's a very good treat ; Such daihties'to them their health it might hurt, It's like sending them... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1816 - 240 страница
...countryman Higgins — Oh ! let him alone, For making a blunder, or picking a bone. 1 Lord Clare's nephew. But hang it — to poets who seldom can eat, Your very good mutton's a very good treat; Such dainties to them their health it might hurt, It's like sending them... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1817 - 192 страница
...beef. There's my countryman Higgins — Oh ! let him alone, For making a blunder, or picking a bone. But hang it — to poets who seldom can eat, Your very good mutton's a very good treat ; * Lord Clare'i nephew. Such dainties to them, their health it might hurt,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1819 - 120 страница
...beef. There's my countryman Biggins— Oh ! let him alone, For making a blunder, or picking a bone. But hang it — to poets who seldom can eat, Your very good mutton's a very good treat ; Such dainties to them their health it might hurt, Jt's like sending them... | |
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But, hang it ! to poets who seldom can eat Your very good mutton's a very good treat ; Such dainties to them their health it might hurt ; It's like sending them ruffles, when wanting a shirt. 
