The world's wit and humor: an encyclopedia of the classic wit and humor of all ages and nations, Том 2Lionel Strachey Review of reviews Company, 1905 |
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... poor old Mrs. Haze has got two buckles on her lungs ! It is dreadful to think of , I declare . The diseases is so various ! One way we hear of people's dying of hermitage of the lungs ; another way , of the brown crea- tures ; here they ...
... poor old Mrs. Haze has got two buckles on her lungs ! It is dreadful to think of , I declare . The diseases is so various ! One way we hear of people's dying of hermitage of the lungs ; another way , of the brown crea- tures ; here they ...
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... response , and partly with an infernal twinge . " Poor soul ! " she continued , with commiseration , like an anodyne , in the tones of her voice ; " the best remedy I know of for it is an embarkation 7 B. P. Shillaber.
... response , and partly with an infernal twinge . " Poor soul ! " she continued , with commiseration , like an anodyne , in the tones of her voice ; " the best remedy I know of for it is an embarkation 7 B. P. Shillaber.
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... poor Ben . I don't object to it on the score of the swin- dle . That was to have been expected . But swindling Ben was degrading the dignity of the art . True , it illustrated the universality of his science , but it lowered it to a ...
... poor Ben . I don't object to it on the score of the swin- dle . That was to have been expected . But swindling Ben was degrading the dignity of the art . True , it illustrated the universality of his science , but it lowered it to a ...
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... trustingness and the poetic illu- sions of Augustus Tomlinson for the vulgar saws of poor Rich- ard - Bolus , with a sigh like that breathed out by his great prototype after his apostrophe to London , gathered up , 29 Joseph G. Baldwin.
... trustingness and the poetic illu- sions of Augustus Tomlinson for the vulgar saws of poor Rich- ard - Bolus , with a sigh like that breathed out by his great prototype after his apostrophe to London , gathered up , 29 Joseph G. Baldwin.
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... Poor Ben , whom he had honored with the last marks of his confidence , can scarcely speak of him to this day without tears in his eyes . Far away toward the setting sun he hied him , until , at last , with a hermit's disgust at the ...
... Poor Ben , whom he had honored with the last marks of his confidence , can scarcely speak of him to this day without tears in his eyes . Far away toward the setting sun he hied him , until , at last , with a hermit's disgust at the ...
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