The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray: Ballads and talesSmith, Elder, 1869 |
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... of tatterdemaliors ! We storm'd the fair gardens where tower'd The walls of his heritage splendid . Ah , shame on him , craven and coward , That had nof the heart to defend it ! " With the crown of his sires on his head 6 BALLADS .
... of tatterdemaliors ! We storm'd the fair gardens where tower'd The walls of his heritage splendid . Ah , shame on him , craven and coward , That had nof the heart to defend it ! " With the crown of his sires on his head 6 BALLADS .
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William Makepeace Thackeray. " With the crown of his sires on his head , His nobles and knights by his side , At the foot of his ancestors ' palace ' Twere easy , methinks , to have died . But no when we burst through his barriers , Mid ...
William Makepeace Thackeray. " With the crown of his sires on his head , His nobles and knights by his side , At the foot of his ancestors ' palace ' Twere easy , methinks , to have died . But no when we burst through his barriers , Mid ...
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... head of a King ! " She called for the blood of our King , And straight from his prison we drew him ; And to her with shouting we led him , And took him , and bound him , and slew him . ' The monarchs of Europe against me Have plotted a ...
... head of a King ! " She called for the blood of our King , And straight from his prison we drew him ; And to her with shouting we led him , And took him , and bound him , and slew him . ' The monarchs of Europe against me Have plotted a ...
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... head on a pike . " Let's show the pale head to the Queen , We said she'll remember it well . She looked from the bars of her prison , And shriek'd as she saw it , and fell . We set up a shout at her screaming , We laugh'd at the fright ...
... head on a pike . " Let's show the pale head to the Queen , We said she'll remember it well . She looked from the bars of her prison , And shriek'd as she saw it , and fell . We set up a shout at her screaming , We laugh'd at the fright ...
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... head- In all respects he differs From my second son , Prince Ned . " When Tom has half his income Laid by at the year's end , Poor Ned has ne'er a stiver That rightly he may spend , But sponges on a tradesman , Or borrows from a friend ...
... head- In all respects he differs From my second son , Prince Ned . " When Tom has half his income Laid by at the year's end , Poor Ned has ne'er a stiver That rightly he may spend , But sponges on a tradesman , Or borrows from a friend ...
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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.