The History of Johnny Quae Genus: The Little Foundling of the Late Doctor SyntaxMethuen & Company, 1903 - 251 ページ |
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... better or the worse , That stamps , whate'er may be the name , Or with a good or evil fame , But howsoe'er the thing we view Our little Johnny's title's new : Or for the child or for the man , In an old phrase , ' tis spick and span ...
... better or the worse , That stamps , whate'er may be the name , Or with a good or evil fame , But howsoe'er the thing we view Our little Johnny's title's new : Or for the child or for the man , In an old phrase , ' tis spick and span ...
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... better virtues own , E'en let your mischiefs all be known , But let not folly blazen forth Whate'er you have of conscious worth ; Express the ill with down - cast eye , And veil the good with modesty ; Though , if you can with prudence ...
... better virtues own , E'en let your mischiefs all be known , But let not folly blazen forth Whate'er you have of conscious worth ; Express the ill with down - cast eye , And veil the good with modesty ; Though , if you can with prudence ...
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... better story ends- So far , I trust , Sir , we are friends : But I could almost wish me dumb , When I must tell of what's to come . " Sir Jeffery , half - laughing , said , " Johnny , I pray , be not afraid , Whate'er your luckless wit ...
... better story ends- So far , I trust , Sir , we are friends : But I could almost wish me dumb , When I must tell of what's to come . " Sir Jeffery , half - laughing , said , " Johnny , I pray , be not afraid , Whate'er your luckless wit ...
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... better neighbours lov'd , While I in ev'ry eye could see The pity that was felt for me . By her death - bed he held the quill That made him master of her will , While a round sum was written there Το pay him for the tender care Which he ...
... better neighbours lov'd , While I in ev'ry eye could see The pity that was felt for me . By her death - bed he held the quill That made him master of her will , While a round sum was written there Το pay him for the tender care Which he ...
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... better feeling wrong . Hence I resign'd myself to chance , Left fortune , friends , inheritance , And madly felt that I was hurl'd Thus mark'd to wander through the world , To snatch at , and at once receive , Whate'er the world might ...
... better feeling wrong . Hence I resign'd myself to chance , Left fortune , friends , inheritance , And madly felt that I was hurl'd Thus mark'd to wander through the world , To snatch at , and at once receive , Whate'er the world might ...
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ANODYNE appear'd ask'd bed and board boast bore call'd chance charms clos'd command curious Dame Derry diff'rent door Drawn by Rowlandson e'en e'er employ'd enjoy'd ev'ry Ezekiel face fail'd fame fancy fate fear feel felt final doom folly fond form'd fortune gain'd gave gen'rous give gout grace hand hear heard heart Heaven Hero honest honour hop'd hope hour humble hump Jeff'ry's kind knew Knight known Lady live look look'd lov'd master mind Molly ne'er never o'er pain pass'd Pericranium play'd pleas'd pleasure pride promis'd Quackery QUÆ QUÆ GENUS Rowlandson QUE GENUS scarce scene seem'd seen serv'd Sir Jeffery Sir MIDRIFF smile snug corner soon sought Squire strange sure tale tell thought told town truth turn'd Twas us'd usury VALCOUR Vellum wants wealth Whate'er Whene'er whim wish wish'd
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87 ページ - Dares man upon himself confide ? The wretch who glories in his gain, Amasses heaps on heaps in vain. Why lose we life in anxious cares, To lay in hoards for future years ? Can those (when tortur'd by disease) Cheer our sick heart, or purchase ease ? Can those prolong one gasp of breath, Or calm the troubled hour of death ? What's beauty ? Call ye that your own ? A flower that fades as soon as blown.
212 ページ - SONG. It has long been agreed by all persons of learning Who in stories of old have a ready discerning, That in every country which travellers paint, There has always been found a protector or saint. Derry down, etc.
88 ページ - Stretch life beyond the destined hour ? Consider, man ; weigh well thy frame ; The king, the beggar is the same. 70 Dust form'd us all. Each breathes his day, Then sinks into his native clay. Beneath a venerable yew, That in the lonely churchyard grew, Two Ravens sat. In solemn croak 75 Thus one his hungry friend bespoke : Methinks I scent some rich repast ; The savour strengthens with the blast ; Snuff then, the promised feast inhale ; I taste the carcase in the gale.
212 ページ - He'd fight foiyhis country's religion and laws, And when beauty was injur'd he took up the cause ; • For the gallant St. Patrick, as ev'ry one knows, Was fond of a pretty girl, under the rose, Derry down, 2cc.