The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray, Tom 18Smith, Elder & Company, 1869 |
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... fair Antoinette , And so smiling she look'd and so tender , That our officers , privates , and drummers , All vow'd they would die to defend her . But she cared not for us honest fellows , Who fought and who bled in her wars , She sneer ...
... fair Antoinette , And so smiling she look'd and so tender , That our officers , privates , and drummers , All vow'd they would die to defend her . But she cared not for us honest fellows , Who fought and who bled in her wars , She sneer ...
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... tatterdemalions ! We storm'd the fair gardens where tower'd The walls of his heritage splendid . Ah , shame on him , craven and coward , That had not the heart to defend it ! " With the crown of his sires on his head 6 BALLADS .
... tatterdemalions ! We storm'd the fair gardens where tower'd The walls of his heritage splendid . Ah , shame on him , craven and coward , That had not the heart to defend it ! " With the crown of his sires on his head 6 BALLADS .
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... fair golden tresses , Old silver - hair'd prelates and priests , Dukes , marquises , barons , princesses , Were splendidly served at her feasts . Ventrebleu ! but we pamper'd our ogress With the best that our nation could bring , And ...
... fair golden tresses , Old silver - hair'd prelates and priests , Dukes , marquises , barons , princesses , Were splendidly served at her feasts . Ventrebleu ! but we pamper'd our ogress With the best that our nation could bring , And ...
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... fair neck to the knife . As she felt the foul fingers that touch'd her , She shrunk , but she deigned not to speak : She look'd with a royal disdain , And died with a blush on her cheek ! " ' Twas thus that our country was saved ; THE ...
... fair neck to the knife . As she felt the foul fingers that touch'd her , She shrunk , but she deigned not to speak : She look'd with a royal disdain , And died with a blush on her cheek ! " ' Twas thus that our country was saved ; THE ...
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... fair river of Saal . This cross , ' twas the Emperor gave it ; ( God bless him ! ) it covers a blow ; I had it at Austerlitz fight , As I beat on my drum in the snow . " Twas thus that we conquer'd and fought ; But wherefore continue ...
... fair river of Saal . This cross , ' twas the Emperor gave it ; ( God bless him ! ) it covers a blow ; I had it at Austerlitz fight , As I beat on my drum in the snow . " Twas thus that we conquer'd and fought ; But wherefore continue ...
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Strona 69 - WERTHER had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter ; Would you know how first he met her ? 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, Aud no more was by it troubled. Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter. Like a well-conducted person, Went...
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 34 - How he beat the storm to laughter; For well he knew his vessel With that vain wind could wrestle; And when a wreck we thought her And doomed ourselves to slaughter, How gaily he fought her, And through the hubbub brought her, And, as the tempest caught her, Cried, "GEORGE! SOME BRANDY-AND-WATER!
Strona 45 - 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 68 - Wait till you come to Forty Year. Forty times over let Michaelmas pass, 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.
Strona 48 - ... but not alone. A fair young form was nestled near me, A dear dear face looked fondly up, And sweetly spoke and smiled to cheer me — There's no one now to share my cup. I drink it as the Fates ordain it. Come, fill it, and have done with rhymes : Fill up the lonely glass, and drain it In memory of dear old times. Welcome the wine, whate'er the seal is ; And sit you down and say your grace "With thankful heart, whate'er the meal is. — Here comes the smoking Bouillabaisse ! THE MAHOGANY TREE.
Strona 232 - Go, lose or conquer as you can ; But if you fail, or if you rise, Be each, pray God, a gentleman. A gentleman, or old or young ! (Bear kindly with my humble lays) ; The sacred chorus first was sung Upon the first of Christmas days : The shepherds heard it overhead — The joyful angels raised it then : Glory to Heaven on high, it said, And peace on earth to gentle men. My song, save this, is little worth ; I lay the weary pen aside, And wish you health, and love, and mirth, As fits the solemn Christmas-tide....
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.
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.