The Humorous Poetry of the English Language: From Chaucer to SaxeMason Bros., 1856 - 689 страница |
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... grace ! Job's war - horse fierce , his neck with thunder hung , Sunk to an humble hack that carries dung . Smell to the queen of flowers , the fragrant roseSmell twenty times - and then , my dear , thy nose Will tell thee ( not so much ...
... grace ! Job's war - horse fierce , his neck with thunder hung , Sunk to an humble hack that carries dung . Smell to the queen of flowers , the fragrant roseSmell twenty times - and then , my dear , thy nose Will tell thee ( not so much ...
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... grace ! Job's war - horse fierce , his neck with thunder hung , Sunk to an humble hack that carries dung . Smell to the queen of flowers , the fragrant rose- Smell twenty times — and then , my dear , thy nose Will tell thee ( not so ...
... grace ! Job's war - horse fierce , his neck with thunder hung , Sunk to an humble hack that carries dung . Smell to the queen of flowers , the fragrant rose- Smell twenty times — and then , my dear , thy nose Will tell thee ( not so ...
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... grace , Thou mean'st to fling the blessing in my face , Thou hast full leave to tread upon a thorn . " Yet some there are , of men , I think the worst , Poor imps ! unhappy , if they can't be cursed- Forever brooding over Misery's eggs ...
... grace , Thou mean'st to fling the blessing in my face , Thou hast full leave to tread upon a thorn . " Yet some there are , of men , I think the worst , Poor imps ! unhappy , if they can't be cursed- Forever brooding over Misery's eggs ...
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... " How exquisite the infant's grace , When , clambering upon the knee , The cherub , smiling , takes his place Upon his mother's lap at tea ; PUNCH . Perchance the beverage flows o'er , And leaves a stain 3 * MISCELLANEOUS . 57.
... " How exquisite the infant's grace , When , clambering upon the knee , The cherub , smiling , takes his place Upon his mother's lap at tea ; PUNCH . Perchance the beverage flows o'er , And leaves a stain 3 * MISCELLANEOUS . 57.
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... quo ' the abbot , I would it were knowne , I never spend nothing but what is my owne ; And I trust your grace will doe me no deere For spending of my owne true - gotten geere . Yes , yes , father abbot , thy fault it NARRATIVE . 77.
... quo ' the abbot , I would it were knowne , I never spend nothing but what is my owne ; And I trust your grace will doe me no deere For spending of my owne true - gotten geere . Yes , yes , father abbot , thy fault it NARRATIVE . 77.
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