The world's wit and humor: an encyclopedia of the classic wit and humor of all ages and nations, Том 8Lionel Strachey Review of reviews Company, 1906 |
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Abraham Newland afore Amorites Andy asked beautiful better better than heaven Biggs boatswain buttons called Captain Paton Caudle cavalier Cheltenham Colonel Kamworth cried Crotchet cursed Dalgetty daugh daughter dear dhrink dhrop divil Easthupp eyes father fellow fire Folliott Gascoigne gentleman girl give Guilford Street gunner hear heard heart heaven honour Irishman Jabesh Jack Jackdaw James Sayer Jerrold Joseph lady Laïs Lanty laugh legs looked Lord Menteith Lorrequer Miss Kamworth Miss Sharp morning Moscow murder ne'er Nelly Gray never night Nutts O'Brine Paton no mo person poor quadrille replied Robert Montgomery Rory Rory O'More round says the bishop says the king Sedley Shannon shore Sleeping Venus Slowgoe stick story sure Tallboys taste tell there's thing thou thought twas unto Valkin Venus Waller wine word young
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Страница 41 - ... the face of all the facts, and the clearest charge which judge had ever given, — to the surprise of the whole court, townsfolk, strangers, reporters, and all present, — without leaving the box, or any manner of consultation whatever, they brought in a simultaneous verdict of Not Guilty.
Страница 152 - No go' - by land or ocean No mail - no post No news from any foreign coast No Park - no Ring - no afternoon gentility No company - no nobility No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, No comfortable feel in any member No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, November!
Страница 43 - Death came with timely care — his memory is odoriferous — no clown curseth, while his stomach half rejecteth, the rank bacon — no coalheaver bolteth him in reeking sausages — he hath a fair sepulchre in the grateful stomach of the judicious epicure — and for such a tomb might be content to die.
Страница 58 - The cataract strong Then plunges along, Striking and raging, As if a war waging Its caverns and rocks among; Rising and leaping, Sinking and creeping, Swelling and sweeping, Showering and springing, Flying and flinging, Writhing and ringing, 57 Eddying and whisking, Spouting and frisking, Turning and twisting, Around and around With endless rebound ! Smiting and fighting, A sight to delight in ; Confounding, astounding, Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound.
Страница 266 - WERTHER had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter ; Would you know how first he met her? She was cutting bread and butter. Charlotte was a married lady, And a moral man was Werther, And for all the wealth of Indies, Would do nothing for to hurt her. So he sighed and pined and ogled, And his passion boiled and bubbled, Till he blew his silly brains out, And no more was by it troubled. Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person, Went on...
Страница 45 - Whether, supposing that the flavour of a pig who obtained his death by whipping (per flagellationem extremam) superadded a pleasure upon the palate of a man more intense than any possible suffering we can conceive in the animal, is man justified in using that method of putting the animal to death ?
Страница 73 - Off each plum-colour'd shoe, And left his red stockings exposed to the view; He peeps, and he feels In the toes and the heels; They turn up the dishes, — they turn up the plates, — They take up the poker and poke out the grates, — They turn up the rugs, They examine the mugs: — But, no! — no such thing;— They can't find THE RING! And the Abbot declared that, 'when nobody twigged it, Some rascal or other had popp'd in, and prigg'd it!
Страница 57 - I should sing; Because I was Laureate To them and the King. From its sources which well In the Tarn on the fell; From its fountains In the mountains, Its rills and its gills; Through moss and through brake, It runs and it creeps For awhile, till it sleeps In its own little lake. And thence at departing, Awakening and starting, It runs through the reeds And away it proceeds, Through meadow and glade, In sun and in shade, And through the wood-shelter, Among crags in its flurry, Helter-skelter, Hurry-scurry.
Страница 94 - Vicar. His talk was like a stream which runs With rapid change from rocks to roses; It slipped from politics to puns; It passed from Mahomet to Moses; Beginning with the laws which keep The planets in their radiant courses, And ending with some precept deep For dressing eels or shoeing horses.
Страница 73 - He cursed him in eating, he cursed him in drinking; He cursed him in coughing, in sneezing, in winking; He cursed him in sitting, 'in standing, in lying; He cursed him in walking, in riding, in flying; He cursed him in living, he cursed him in dying! — Never was heard such a terrible curse! But what gave rise To no little surprise, Nobody seemed one penny the worse!