The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray: Ballads and The rose and the ringSmith, Elder, 1885 |
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beat beautiful Betsinda blushing Bouillabaisse brave breakfast Brentford Buckley Square Captain Hedzoff church Cossack Countess Gruffanuff Court cried Crim Tartary crown darling dear door drum Elephant and Castle eyes fair Fairy Blackstick father gate gave gentle gentleman girl Glumboso Gruff hair hand head hear heard heart Hogginarmo honest Jack Jeames King Giglio King Padella Kioff lady laugh Lille Limavaddy looked Lord Lord Chancellor maid Majesty marry monarch never night O'Brine o'er Paflagonia palace poor Bulbo pooty pray pretty Prince Bulbo Prince Giglio Prince of Crim Princess Angelica Queen ring roar Roney Rosalba rose round Royal Highness Saint Saint Willibald says Giglio says Gruffanuff Shannon shore sing smiling sure sweet Pimlico sword tell thee There's thou thought throne took town Twas Valoroso Vich vith WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY young
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Strona 80 - fair Saint! Pour out your praise or plaint Meekly and duly; I will not enter there, To sully your pure prayer With thoughts unruly. But suffer me to pace Hound the forbidden place, Lingering a minute Like outcast spirits who wait And see through heaven's gate Angels within it.
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