The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray: Ballads and talesSmith, Elder, 1869 |
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... give you , We may not embrace ere we part ; But , General , reach me your hand , And press me , I pray , to your heart . ' " He call'd for our battle standard ; One kiss to the eagle he gave . ' Dear eagle ! ' he said , ' may this kiss ...
... give you , We may not embrace ere we part ; But , General , reach me your hand , And press me , I pray , to your heart . ' " He call'd for our battle standard ; One kiss to the eagle he gave . ' Dear eagle ! ' he said , ' may this kiss ...
Strona 14
... give you a toast . I'll give you a curse on all traitors , Who plotted our Emperor's ruin ; And a curse on those red - coated English , Whose bayonets help'd our undoing . " A curse on those British assassins , Who order'd the slaughter ...
... give you a toast . I'll give you a curse on all traitors , Who plotted our Emperor's ruin ; And a curse on those red - coated English , Whose bayonets help'd our undoing . " A curse on those British assassins , Who order'd the slaughter ...
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... give and statesman's art : Pierre only bangs his drum and sticks , And understands the bloody part . He cares not what the cause may be , He is not nice for wrong and right ; But show him where's the enemy , He only asks to drum and ...
... give and statesman's art : Pierre only bangs his drum and sticks , And understands the bloody part . He cares not what the cause may be , He is not nice for wrong and right ; But show him where's the enemy , He only asks to drum and ...
Strona 18
... give the silly fools their will . And what care we for war and wrack , How kings and heroes rise and fall ; Look yonder , in his coffin black , There lies the greatest of them all ! To pluck him down , and keep him up , Died many ...
... give the silly fools their will . And what care we for war and wrack , How kings and heroes rise and fall ; Look yonder , in his coffin black , There lies the greatest of them all ! To pluck him down , and keep him up , Died many ...
Strona 28
... give Prince Tom a halfpenny . " He hath a store of money , But ne'er was known to lend it ; He never help'd his brother ; The poor he ne'er befriended ; He hath no need of property Who knows not how to spend it . ' Poor Edward knows but ...
... give Prince Tom a halfpenny . " He hath a store of money , But ne'er was known to lend it ; He never help'd his brother ; The poor he ne'er befriended ; He hath no need of property Who knows not how to spend it . ' Poor Edward knows but ...
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Strona 230 - THE play is done ; the curtain drops, Slow falling to the prompter's bell : A moment yet the actor stops, And looks around, to say farewell. It is an irksome word and task ; And, when he's laughed and said his say, He shows, as he removes the mask, A face that's anything but gay.
Strona 127 - 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!
Strona 143 - King Canute was weary-hearted ; he had reigned for years a score, Battling, struggling, pushing, fighting, killing much and robbing more; And he thought upon his actions, walking by the wild sea-shore. "'Twixt the Chancellor and Bishop walked the King with steps sedate, Chamberlains and grooms came after, silversticks and goldsticks great, Chaplains, aides-de-camp, and pages, — all the officers of state.
Strona 34 - 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.
Strona 47 - 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?
Strona 232 - So each shall mourn, in life's advance, Dear hopes, dear friends, untimely killed ; Shall grieve for many a forfeit chance, And longing passion unfulfilled. Amen ! whatever fate be sent, Pray God the heart may kindly glow, Although the head with cares be bent, And 'whitened with the winter snow.
Strona 98 - Aux filles de bonnes maisons Comme il avait su plaire, Ses sujets avaient cent raisons De le nommer leur père : D'ailleurs il ne levait de ban Que pour tirer quatre fois l'an Au blanc. Oh! oh! oh! oh! ah! ah! ah! ah!
Strona 68 - ... Grizzling hair the brain doth clear; Then you know a boy is an ass, Then you know the worth of a lass, Once you have come to forty year. " Pledge me round, I bid ye declare, All good fellows whose beards are...
Strona 178 - As they hurrood and hollowed him ! The noble Chair* stud at the stair, And bade the dthrums to thump ; and he Did thus evince, to that Black Prince, The welcome of his Company.
Strona 47 - Where are you, old companions trusty Of early days here met to dine ? Come, waiter, quick ! a flagon crusty — I'll pledge them in the good old wine. THE BALLAD OF BOUILLABAISSE.