The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray: Ballads and talesSmith, Elder, 1869 |
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Strona 56
... thing back . I've no taste for bricabrac . " " Please to mark the letters twain " - ( I'm supposed to speak again ) — " Graven on the lantern pane . Can you tell me who was she , Mistress of 56 BALLADS . MRS KATHERINE'S LANTERN.
... thing back . I've no taste for bricabrac . " " Please to mark the letters twain " - ( I'm supposed to speak again ) — " Graven on the lantern pane . Can you tell me who was she , Mistress of 56 BALLADS . MRS KATHERINE'S LANTERN.
Strona 88
... things lie Hid by her mantle dark and dim , In pious hope I hither hie , And humbly chaunt mine ev'ning hymn . Thou art my prayer , my saint , my shrine ! ( For never holy pilgrim kneel'd , Or wept at feet more pure than thine ) , My ...
... things lie Hid by her mantle dark and dim , In pious hope I hither hie , And humbly chaunt mine ev'ning hymn . Thou art my prayer , my saint , my shrine ! ( For never holy pilgrim kneel'd , Or wept at feet more pure than thine ) , My ...
Strona 144
... things I look on , though I put out all the lights ; Ghosts of ghastly recollections troop about my bed at nights . " Cities burning , convents blazing , red with sacrilegious fires ; Mothers weeping , virgins screaming : vainly for ...
... things I look on , though I put out all the lights ; Ghosts of ghastly recollections troop about my bed at nights . " Cities burning , convents blazing , red with sacrilegious fires ; Mothers weeping , virgins screaming : vainly for ...
Strona 168
... thing , The Palace made o ' windows ! Say , Paxton , truth , Thou wondthrous youth , What sthroke of art celistial , What power was lint You to invint This combineetion cristial . O would before That Thomas Moore , Likewoise the late ...
... thing , The Palace made o ' windows ! Say , Paxton , truth , Thou wondthrous youth , What sthroke of art celistial , What power was lint You to invint This combineetion cristial . O would before That Thomas Moore , Likewoise the late ...
Strona 172
... and Jewels . There's taypots there , And cannons rare ; There's coffins fill'd with roses ; There's canvas tints , Teeth insthrumints , And shuits of clothes by Moses . 1851 . There's lashins more Of things in store , 172 LYRA HIBERNICA .
... and Jewels . There's taypots there , And cannons rare ; There's coffins fill'd with roses ; There's canvas tints , Teeth insthrumints , And shuits of clothes by Moses . 1851 . There's lashins more Of things in store , 172 LYRA HIBERNICA .
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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.