A commonplace book of epigrams analytically arranged, Issue 426 |
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... wife , ' I sigh'd , ' But kiss me ere I see the posies : ' She did , ' Oh , I prefer , ' I cried , Thy two lips to a dozen roses . ' TO A LADY , WHO LAMENTED SHE COULD NOT SING . ' OH , give to Lydia , ye blest Powers ! ' I cried , A ...
... wife , ' I sigh'd , ' But kiss me ere I see the posies : ' She did , ' Oh , I prefer , ' I cried , Thy two lips to a dozen roses . ' TO A LADY , WHO LAMENTED SHE COULD NOT SING . ' OH , give to Lydia , ye blest Powers ! ' I cried , A ...
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... wife Must love you as she does her life . A DAY AFTER THE FAIR . POST - HASTE to church flew Nick and bride , The knot as speedily was tied ; Far from the busy town they seek A calm retreat , and stay'd a week , When , with like speed ...
... wife Must love you as she does her life . A DAY AFTER THE FAIR . POST - HASTE to church flew Nick and bride , The knot as speedily was tied ; Far from the busy town they seek A calm retreat , and stay'd a week , When , with like speed ...
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... wife , Say , ' tis a case of such concern , A man should think on't - all his life . STERLING VALUE . WHEN Loveless ... wife's so very bad , ' cried Will , I fear she ne'er will hold it- She keeps her bed .'- ' Mine's worse , ' said Phil ...
... wife , Say , ' tis a case of such concern , A man should think on't - all his life . STERLING VALUE . WHEN Loveless ... wife's so very bad , ' cried Will , I fear she ne'er will hold it- She keeps her bed .'- ' Mine's worse , ' said Phil ...
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... wife will e'er be better , So there's no fear she ever can be worse ! CHOICE AT TWENTY AND AT THIRTY . MARIA , just at twenty , swore That no man less than six feet four Should be her chosen one . At thirty she is glad to fix A spouse ...
... wife will e'er be better , So there's no fear she ever can be worse ! CHOICE AT TWENTY AND AT THIRTY . MARIA , just at twenty , swore That no man less than six feet four Should be her chosen one . At thirty she is glad to fix A spouse ...
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... wife , And thus his wish was granted . NEVER TOO LATE TO MEND . COME , wife , ' said Will , I pray you devote Just half a minute to mend this coat , Which a nail has chanced to rend . ' " Tis ten o'clock , ' said his drowsy mate . ' I ...
... wife , And thus his wish was granted . NEVER TOO LATE TO MEND . COME , wife , ' said Will , I pray you devote Just half a minute to mend this coat , Which a nail has chanced to rend . ' " Tis ten o'clock , ' said his drowsy mate . ' I ...
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Page 73 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
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Page 73 - Shakspearc and Milton, like gods in the fight, Have put their whole drama and epic to flight ; In satires, epistles, and odes, would they cope. Their numbers retreat before Dryden and Pope ; And Johnson, well arm'd like a hero of yore, Has beat forty French, \ and will beat forty more...
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Page 148 - What can the cause be, when the king hath given His poet sack, the household will not pay? Are they so scanted in their store? — or driven For want of knowing the poet, to say him nay? Well, they should know him, would the king but grant His poet leave to sing his household true...
Page 89 - King George in a fright, Lest Gibbon should write The story of Britain's disgrace, Thought no means more sure His pen to secure, Than to give the historian a place.