BalladsTicknor and Fields, 1856 - 228 |
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ALMACK'S BALLAD beat Billing and cooing bless blushing Bolton Row Borysthenes Bouillabaisse boys brave Brentford caique cane-bottomed chair captain Charley Thompson CHRISTMAS WAITS chunes church Coort Cossack cried crown curse dear Dnieper Doctor drum drummer eyes fair famed Pimlico feast fierce friars gallant gate gentle gentleman glorious Guilford Street 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 poor pooty little pore pound pray priest Prince prior Queen Roney round Saint Sophia says Shannon shore shout sing smile Smith O'Brine Sneezoff spoke statue stood sweet Pimlico tell There's thou thought took town tventy-four Twas unto Valkin Vich vith wait WHITE SQUALL wondrous writ 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!
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 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.
Strona 66 - Happy we'll be! Drink, every one; Pile up the coals, Fill the red bowls, Round the old tree! Drain we the cup.— Friend, art afraid? Spirits are laid In the Red Sea. Mantle it up; Empty it yet; Let us forget, Round the old tree.
Strona 91 - She was cutting bread and butter. Charlotte was a married lady, And a moral man was Werther, And for all the wealth of Indies, Would do nothing for to hurt her. So he sighed and pined and ogled, And his passion boiled and bubbled, Till he blew his silly brains out, And no more was by it troubled. Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person, Went on cutting bread and butter.
Strona 86 - ALTHOUGH I enter not, Yet round about the spot Ofttimes I hover : And near the sacred gate, With longing eyes I wait, Expectant of her. The Minster bell tolls out Above the city's rout, And noise and humming : They've...
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 227 - 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 60 - And here's an inn, not rich and splendid, But still in comfortable case ; The which in youth I oft attended, To eat a bowl of Bouillabaisse.
Strona 168 - Almack's, And take the rooms at Willis's." With flags and shawls, for these Nepauls, They hung the rooms of Willis up, And decked the walls, and stairs, and halls, With roses and with lilies up. And Jullien's band it tuck its stand So sweetly in the middle there, And soft bassoons played heavenly chunes, And violins did fiddle there.