Humorous poems by English and American writersWilliam Michael Rossetti Ward, Lock, & Company, 1878 - 488 страница |
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... once , And by the garget hentè Chanticleer , And on his back toward the wood him bare- For yit was there no man that had him sued . O destiny , that mayst not ben eschewed ! Alas that Chanticleer fley fro the beams ! Alas his wife ne ...
... once , And by the garget hentè Chanticleer , And on his back toward the wood him bare- For yit was there no man that had him sued . O destiny , that mayst not ben eschewed ! Alas that Chanticleer fley fro the beams ! Alas his wife ne ...
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... once . Thou shalt no more thorough thy flattery Do me to sing and winke with mine eye : For he that winketh whan he shoulde see , All wilfully , God let him never the " Nay , " quod the fox , " " " but God give him mischance That is so ...
... once . Thou shalt no more thorough thy flattery Do me to sing and winke with mine eye : For he that winketh whan he shoulde see , All wilfully , God let him never the " Nay , " quod the fox , " " " but God give him mischance That is so ...
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... once begun that glee , My husband by his garland might see : For sorrow he would wax wood . " 2 " Certes , damè , " he said , " nay : Love me , I pray you , in that ye may : For God's love , change thy mood ! Forty mark shall be your ...
... once begun that glee , My husband by his garland might see : For sorrow he would wax wood . " 2 " Certes , damè , " he said , " nay : Love me , I pray you , in that ye may : For God's love , change thy mood ! Forty mark shall be your ...
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... once forlorn . ' " The honest man , that heard him thus complain , Was grieved , as he had felt part of his pain , And , well disposed him some relief to show , Asked if in husbandry he aught did know ; To plough , to plant , to reap ...
... once forlorn . ' " The honest man , that heard him thus complain , Was grieved , as he had felt part of his pain , And , well disposed him some relief to show , Asked if in husbandry he aught did know ; To plough , to plant , to reap ...
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... once a week , upon the sabbath - day , It is enough to do our small devotion , And then to follow any merry motion . Ne are we tied to fast but when we list , Ne to wear garments base , of woollen twist , But with the finest silks us to ...
... once a week , upon the sabbath - day , It is enough to do our small devotion , And then to follow any merry motion . Ne are we tied to fast but when we list , Ne to wear garments base , of woollen twist , But with the finest silks us to ...
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æther aint Alderman beasts Born BOZZY called Chanticleer charms Confound the Cats cried curchy curse dame dear delight devil died Doctor Johnson Doneraile doth dream drink ears eyes fair fame fear folks fool friends give grace hand hath head hear heart heaven ho ho ho holy orders James Boswell king kiss lady laugh Little Jerry live long ez look lord MADAME PIOZZI merry mind Muse ne'er never night nought o'er pain PINDARIC pleasure poem poet poor praise pray quoth rhyme RICHARD BRINSLEY SHERIDAN round Samuel Wesley says sing sleep smile soul sure sweet taste tell thee there's thet thet's things thou thought took town true truth turn Twas unto verse Whilst wife William Darton wise wonder word
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