Ballads (gathered by the author from his own books, and various periodicals). |
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Strona 29
... grace knows best , " the lawyer said , " On your commands I wait . " " Be silent , sir , " says Brentford , " A plague upon your prate ! Come , take you pen and paper , And write as I dictate . " The will , as Brentford spoke it , Was ...
... grace knows best , " the lawyer said , " On your commands I wait . " " Be silent , sir , " says Brentford , " A plague upon your prate ! Come , take you pen and paper , And write as I dictate . " The will , as Brentford spoke it , Was ...
Strona 63
... seal is ; And sit you down and say your grace With thankful heart , whate'er the meal is . ― Here comes the smoking Bouillabaisse ! THE MAHOGANY TREE . CHRISTMAS is here ; Winds whistle THE BALLAD OF BOUILLABAISSE . 63.
... seal is ; And sit you down and say your grace With thankful heart , whate'er the meal is . ― Here comes the smoking Bouillabaisse ! THE MAHOGANY TREE . CHRISTMAS is here ; Winds whistle THE BALLAD OF BOUILLABAISSE . 63.
Strona 71
... grace ; Come ! draw me off a funny little face ; And , prithee , send me back to Chesham Place . " PEN . I am my master's faithful old Gold Pen ; I've served him three long years , and drawn since then Thousands of funny women and droll ...
... grace ; Come ! draw me off a funny little face ; And , prithee , send me back to Chesham Place . " PEN . I am my master's faithful old Gold Pen ; I've served him three long years , and drawn since then Thousands of funny women and droll ...
Strona 76
... calm summer , a sweet end . And where'er shall be her home , May she decorate the place ; Still expanding into bloom , And developing in grace . THE CANE - BOTTOMED CHAIR . IN tattered old slippers 76 LUCY'S BIRTHDAY .
... calm summer , a sweet end . And where'er shall be her home , May she decorate the place ; Still expanding into bloom , And developing in grace . THE CANE - BOTTOMED CHAIR . IN tattered old slippers 76 LUCY'S BIRTHDAY .
Strona 130
... grace . Here the good prior , his personal griefs and sorrows In his extreme devotion quickly merging , At once began to pray with voice sonorous ; The other friars joined in pious chorus , And passed the night in singing , praying ...
... grace . Here the good prior , his personal griefs and sorrows In his extreme devotion quickly merging , At once began to pray with voice sonorous ; The other friars joined in pious chorus , And passed the night in singing , praying ...
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38 cents 50 cents 63 cents BALLAD beat bless blushing Bolton Row Bouillabaisse boys brave Brentford cane-bottomed chair captain church Cloth Coort Cossack cried cursed dear Doctor drum drummer eyes fair famed Pimlico friars gallant gate gentle glorious GOLDEN LEGEND grace Grace Greenwood hair hear heart Heaven honest Hyacinth Jacob King Kioff lady Lansdowne Crescent laugh lawyer Lille looked Lord Mary ne'er never night o'er Pallis Court pass peaceful Peg of Limavaddy Peraps Pleaseman POEMS poor pore pound pray Price 50 Price 63 Price 75 cents priest Prince prior Queen Roney round Saint Sophia says Shannon shore sing smile Smith O'Brine Sneezoff spoke statue stood sweet Pimlico TANGLEWOOD TALES tell There's thou thought took town Twas TWICE-TOLD TALES Valkin Vich vith wait WHITE SQUALL wonder wondrous young
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Strona 124 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
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Strona 65 - Here let us sport, Boys, as we sit ; Laughter and wit Flashing so free. Life is but short— When we are gone, Let them sing on, . . . Round the old tree.
Strona 102 - THERE lived a sage in days of yore And he a handsome pigtail wore ; But wondered much and sorrowed more Because it hung behind him. He mused upon this curious case, And swore he'd change the pigtail's place, And have it hanging at his face, Not dangling there behind him. Says he, " The mystery I've found, — I'll turn me round.
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Strona 64 - CHRISTMAS is here: Winds whistle shrill, Icy and chill, Little care we: Little we fear Weather without, Sheltered about The Mahogany Tree. Once on the boughs Birds of rare plume Sang, in its bloom; Night-birds are we: Here we carouse, Singing like them, Perched round the stem Of the jolly old tree.
Strona 78 - tis pleasant to you, Mend, and me. No better divan need the sultan require, Than the creaking old sofa that basks by the fire ; And 'tis wonderful, surely, what music you get From the rickety, ramshackle, wheezy spinet. That praying-rug came from a Turcoman's camp ; By Tiber once twinkled that brazen old lamp ; A Mameluke fierce yonder dagger has drawn ; 'Tis a murderous knife to toast muffins upon.
Strona 226 - With grizzled beards at forty-five, As erst at twelve in corduroys. And if, in time of sacred youth, We learned at home to love and pray, Pray Heaven that early Love and Truth May never wholly pass away. And in the world, as in the school, I'd...
Strona 62 - I'd scarce a beard upon my face, And now a grizzled, grim old fogy, I sit and wait for Bouillabaisse. Where are you, old companions trusty Of early days, here met to dine I Come, waiter ! quick, a flagon crusty — I'll pledge them in the good old wine.
Strona 44 - And when, its force expended, The harmless storm was ended, And, as the sunrise splendid Came blushing o'er the sea; I thought, as day was breaking, My little girls were waking, And smiling, and making A prayer at home for me.