Humorous poems by English and American writersWilliam Michael Rossetti Ward, Lock, & Company, 1878 - 488 ページ |
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... leave the letter , if it counts as a syllable , without marking it with any sign of accentuation ; but , in other cases , where the e would occur in modern spelling also ( as in the words " dwellèd " and " false " ) , but would not be ...
... leave the letter , if it counts as a syllable , without marking it with any sign of accentuation ; but , in other cases , where the e would occur in modern spelling also ( as in the words " dwellèd " and " false " ) , but would not be ...
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... leave , and wente forth his way ; And attè thriddè day brought his money , And to the priest he took his gold again— Whereof this priest was wonder glad and fain . " Certes , " quod he , " nothing annoyeth me To lene a man a noble , or ...
... leave , and wente forth his way ; And attè thriddè day brought his money , And to the priest he took his gold again— Whereof this priest was wonder glad and fain . " Certes , " quod he , " nothing annoyeth me To lene a man a noble , or ...
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... leave , and went his way . But , ere he hadde half his course ysailed— Noot I nought why , ne what mischance it ailed- But casually the shippe's bottom rent ; And ship and man under the water went In sight of other shippes there ...
... leave , and went his way . But , ere he hadde half his course ysailed— Noot I nought why , ne what mischance it ailed- But casually the shippe's bottom rent ; And ship and man under the water went In sight of other shippes there ...
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... , real as a prince is in his hall , Leave I this Chanticleer in his pasture : And after wol I tell his àventure . Whan that the month in which the world began , 1 Voice . That hightè March , whan God makèd CHAUCER . 19.
... , real as a prince is in his hall , Leave I this Chanticleer in his pasture : And after wol I tell his àventure . Whan that the month in which the world began , 1 Voice . That hightè March , whan God makèd CHAUCER . 19.
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... leave all folly . There dwelled a widow in that countrie That had a daughter fair and free : Of her , word sprang wide- For she was both stable and true , Meek of manners , and fair of hue : So said men in that tide . The wright said ...
... leave all folly . There dwelled a widow in that countrie That had a daughter fair and free : Of her , word sprang wide- For she was both stable and true , Meek of manners , and fair of hue : So said men in that tide . The wright said ...
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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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79 ページ - Yet do not, I would not go, Though at next door we might meet, Though she were true, when you met her, And last, till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to two, or three.
220 ページ - Gazed on the lake below. Her conscious tail her joy declared; The fair round face, the snowy beard, The velvet of her paws...
192 ページ - THE TURKEY AND THE ANT. In other men we faults can spy, And blame the mote that dims their eye, Each little speck and blemish find, To our own stronger errors blind. A turkey, tired of common food, Forsook the barn, and sought the wood; Behind her ran her infant train, Collecting here and there a grain. 'Draw near, my birds,' the mother cries, This hill delicious fare supplies; Behold, the busy negro race, See, millions blacken all the place!
125 ページ - Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together! And am like to love three more. If it prove fair weather. Time shall moult away his wings Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover.
469 ページ - Under the yaller-pines I house, When sunshine makes 'em all sweet-scented, An' hear among their furry boughs The baskin' west-wind purr contented, While 'way o'erhead, ez sweet an' low Ez distant bells thet ring for meetin', The wedged wil' geese their bugles blow, Further an' further South retreatin'. Or up the slippery knob I strain An...
150 ページ - For though the Muses should prove kind, And fill our empty brain, Yet if rough Neptune rouse the wind To wave the azure main, Our paper, pen, and ink, and we, Roll up and down our ships at sea — With a fa, la, la, la, la.
380 ページ - Who's this?" I answer nought but ho ho ho ! Yet now and then, the maids to please, At midnight I card up their wool ; And, while they sleep and take their ease, With wheel to threads their flax I pull. I grind at...
460 ページ - 11 keep the people in blindness,— Thet we the Mexicuns can thrash Eight inter brotherly kindness, Thet bombshells, grape, an' powder 'n' ball Air good-will's strongest magnets, Thet peace, to make it stick at all, Must be druv in with bagnets. In short, I firmly du believe In Humbug generally, Fer it's a thing thet I perceive To hev a solid vally; This heth my faithful shepherd ben, In pasturs sweet heth led me, An' this '11 keep the people green To feed ez they hev fed me.
141 ページ - HOLLAND, that scarce deserves the name of land As but the off-scouring of the British sand, And so much earth as was contributed By English pilots when they heaved the lead, Or what by the ocean's slow alluvion fell Of shipwrecked cockle and the muscle-shell, — This indigested vomit of the sea Fell to the Dutch by just propriety.
150 ページ - TO all you ladies now at land We men at sea indite ; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write : The Muses now, and Neptune too, We must implore to write to you — With a fa, la, la, la, la.