A Parody AnthologyC. Scribner's sons, 1904 - 397 էջ |
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Algernon Charles Swinburne Annabel Lee Anonymous ballad Bayard Taylor Behold the deeds Bells bird blue Butter and eggs Cannibal Flea cold cried cursed dark daughter dead dear dream Excelsior eyes fair fate Father William feel feet fell flute Galah girl give hair hand head hear heard heart Huldah J. K. Stephen join the dance Kipling lady Lewis Carroll lips live look maiden morning mother neath never night o'er parody pound of cheese rain remember rhyme ride ROBERT BROWNING rose Rudyard Kipling Samuel Brown sigh sing smile song sorrow soul stood sweet thee There's things thou thought to-morrow toot Topside Galah verse voice W. E. HENLEY W. M. Thackeray W. S. GILBERT Walt Whitman wine wonder woodlouse young youth
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Էջ 67 - You are old, Father William,' the young man said, 'And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head - Do you think, at your age, it is right?' 'In my youth,' Father William replied to his son, 'I feared it might injure the brain; But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do it again and again.
Էջ 91 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Էջ 92 - But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring : And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Էջ 74 - Across this stormy water; And I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter! — oh! my daughter!
Էջ 59 - The bride kissed the goblet : the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, 'Now tread we a measure !
Էջ 59 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethe'rby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For. a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Էջ 354 - Humpty together again. ide a cockhorse to Banbury Cross, To see a fine lady upon a white horse; With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes, She shall have music wherever she goes.
Էջ 128 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living present! Heart within, and GOD o'erhead!
Էջ 141 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
Էջ 329 - FLUTTERING spread thy purple pinions. Gentle Cupid, o'er my heart ; I a slave in thy dominions ; Nature must give way to art. Mild Arcadians, ever blooming, Nightly nodding o'er your flocks, See my weary days consuming, All beneath yon flowery rocks.