A Magnificent Farce: And Other Diversions of a Book-collector |
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Page 204 - Little lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee, Gave thee life, and bid thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice?
Page 190 - THE BODY of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Printer, (like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out, and stript of its lettering and gilding) lies here food for worms ; yet the work itself shall not be lost, for it will (as he believed) appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended by THE AUTHOR.
Page 204 - Tiger, tiger, burning bright, In the forests of the night. What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire ? What the hand dare seize the fire...
Page 204 - Did He smile His work to see? Did He who made the lamb make thee?
Page 204 - I'll tell thee; He is called by thy name, For He calls Himself a Lamb. He is meek, and He is mild; He became a little child. I a child, and thou a lamb, We are called by His name. Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Page 204 - So I piped with merry cheer. ' Piper, pipe that song again : ' So I piped ; he wept to hear. 'Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe, Sing thy songs of happy cheer : ' So I sung the same again, While he wept with joy to hear. ' Piper, sit thee down and write In a book that all may read...
Page 130 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start...
Page 205 - I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears, And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright, And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine,— And into my garden stole When the night had...
Page 87 - The Three Princes of Serendip. As their Highnesses travelled, they were always making discoveries, by accidents and sagacity, of things they were not in quest of...
Page 204 - Tiger, Tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes! On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, & what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?