3. When in a scrape, and you're before a jury, 4. Encased in silk or worsted, brown or white; 5. Some she cajoled, of some she boxed the ears; Gulled some by smiles, and ruled the rest by fears. 6. I dressed me in my best, and knelt At Delia's feet; And urged it to her, as I felt In love 'twas meet. And what said she ?-Alas! till death, Still must I rue it; She said, 'Get up; you You will not do it.' 286. 1. Physician, can you cure me? You're so clever, I am told; If you relief can give me, your care I'll pay with gold. 2. I've tried this stuff in ointment, I've breathed it in the air, As still to country or seaside in vain I've had repair. 3. In fees and physic I have spent a very large amount, So large its total must be more than I can fairly count. 4. And yet I've not been able to obtain relief from pain, 5. And medical assistance I've sought and tried in vain. I've tried all kinds of diet which a medico can name, 6. From the roast-beef of Old England to this tender plat of game. 7. I've ridden, walked, and rowed and climbed, but all with no effect: 8. All times, all weathers are the same: do not my suit reject. You frown-you shake your head-alas! I read my doom accurst, My Second are not always found to take away my First. 287. WE BUBBLES MAKE. 1. Nautical. 2. Stoical. 3. Classical. 4. Critical. 288. 'No sister she, of convent shade, So say these locks in lengthened braid.' 'Speech and gesture, form and face, Showed she was come of gentle race.' 1. 'He, maddening at the sight, A look and sign to Clara cast, 2. 'Scornful smiled his comrade bold; 3. Away her veil the stranger flung, And, lovely 'mid her wild despair, 4. Fast streamed her eyes, wide flowed her hair.' "To that well-known cry His native rocks and woods reply. In that dread word The knell of hundred deaths was heard.' 5. 'She laughed and blushed, and oft did say, 289. A TRAVELLER AND HIS HOST. 1. The editor of the Eatenswill Independent.' 2. A town taken by Joshua. 3. Must be sole master. 4. Swan marking. 5. A gigantic deer. 10. A disagreeable disease. 11. The last of the Tribunes. 290. What are my First? 1. Sir, I wish you'd cease giving those blows with your feet.' 'Do you mean to insinuate, maʼam, that I cheat?' 2. If I did, sir, you needn't fly out in a passion, Or beat the green table, poor thing, in that fashion. 3. To be sure it seemed odd when your partner played wrong, You should clear your throat, just as if this were too long.' 4. Ma'am, you'd better take care, for I have a great fancy In an action for libel to prove if you can see 5. An excuse for your very base insinuation : But, as I'm a man who bears much provocation, 6. Let's forget our small quarrels: so play-do your worst, And remember, I told you my Second are First.' 291. Emblem of all that's changeable and gay; Emblem of all that lasts for aye. 1. The harvest in, the vintage o'er, The sportsman's seen in wood and moor. 2. Placed on a high hill, I help your purse to fill. 3. I was well known to Alexander, called the Great; Since then I've changed my country, and my state. 4. I was a quiet harmless kind of king, Sent by Great Jove to suppliants: so poets sing. 292. 'A warrior and a child Pass'd through the sacred wood, Around the temple stood.' 'The ground rocked beneath their feet, But the boy stood firm, and swore 1. The captain mused a little space, And passed his hand across his face.' 2. The sweetest little maid, That ever crowed for kisses.' 3. Knight of the crest of gold! A blazoned shield in battle won, 4. The exile of her minion is too new- 5. Thou wert an honest lad Wert generous, grateful, not without ambition.' 6. As he spoke, he reached a mace, The trunk and knotted root of some young tree.' 7. Him, whose boast it was That the grass ne'er grew where his horse had trod.' 8. The banquet rose at her behest; With lay, and tale, and laugh, and jest, 293. First, see the ancestor of a poor youth, A fate shared by my Last, his lady-love, A Turkish maid: so doth the song relate. 1. Alas! in life's gay whirl, where it seems bliss, How oft is a bright face nothing but this!' 2. What! in one page so many faults appear? The printer must have careless been, I fear. 3. Bright, pleasant to the eye, so fresh and green, In each churchyard and garden it is seen. 4. Look at that circle yonder round the moonToken, I fear, of rain that's coming soon. |