History of English Humour: With an Introduction Upon Ancient Humour, 2. sējumsHurst and Blackett, 1878 - 712 lappuses |
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1.–5. rezultāts no 47.
12. lappuse
... eyes with pictures in the fire , Hum half a tune , tell stories to the Squire , Up to her Godly garret after seven , There starve and pray - for that's the way to Heaven . " He was seldom able to bring a humorous . sketch to the close ...
... eyes with pictures in the fire , Hum half a tune , tell stories to the Squire , Up to her Godly garret after seven , There starve and pray - for that's the way to Heaven . " He was seldom able to bring a humorous . sketch to the close ...
13. lappuse
... eyes , And hate for arts that caused himself to rise , Damn with faint praise , assent with civil leer , And with our sneering teach the rest to sneer ; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike , Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike ...
... eyes , And hate for arts that caused himself to rise , Damn with faint praise , assent with civil leer , And with our sneering teach the rest to sneer ; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike , Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike ...
16. lappuse
... eyes her ample page Rich with such monstrous crimes did ne'er unroll , Chill penury repressed their native rage , And froze the bloody current of their soul . " Full many a youth , fit for each horrid scene , The dark and sooty flues of ...
... eyes her ample page Rich with such monstrous crimes did ne'er unroll , Chill penury repressed their native rage , And froze the bloody current of their soul . " Full many a youth , fit for each horrid scene , The dark and sooty flues of ...
17. lappuse
... eyes languish with desire ! How blessed , how happy , should I be , Were that fond glance bestowed on me ! New doubts and fears within me war , What rival's here ? A China jar ! China's the passion of her soul , A cup , a plate , a dish ...
... eyes languish with desire ! How blessed , how happy , should I be , Were that fond glance bestowed on me ! New doubts and fears within me war , What rival's here ? A China jar ! China's the passion of her soul , A cup , a plate , a dish ...
48. lappuse
... eyes ; but at the same time , these wise reformers do not consider what an advantage and felicity it is for great wits to be always provided with objects of scorn and contempt , in order to exercise and improve their talents , and ...
... eyes ; but at the same time , these wise reformers do not consider what an advantage and felicity it is for great wits to be always provided with objects of scorn and contempt , in order to exercise and improve their talents , and ...
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9. lappuse - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike...
46. lappuse - He is taller, by almost the breadth of my nail, than any of his court ; which alone is enough to strike an awe into the beholders.
131. lappuse - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ! The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes.
297. lappuse - Something, whose truth convinced at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our mind.
131. lappuse - Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound. And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends. Went mad, and bit the man.
8. lappuse - Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air, Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair: The doubtful beam long nods from side to side; At length the wits mount up, the hairs subside. See fierce Belinda on the baron flies, With more than usual lightning in her eyes: Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die.
141. lappuse - Story? God bless you! I have none to tell, sir: Only last night a-drinking at the Chequers, This poor old hat and breeches, as you see, were Torn in a scuffle. Constables came up for to take me into Custody; they took me before the justice; Justice Oldmixon put me in the parish Stocks for a vagrant.
45. lappuse - And to urge another argument of a parallel nature: if Christianity were once abolished, how could the freethinkers, the strong reasoners, and the men of profound learning, be able to find another subject, so calculated in all points, whereon to display their abilities? what wonderful productions of wit should we be deprived of from those whose genius, by continual practice, hath been wholly turned upon raillery and invectives against religion, and would therefore never be able to shine or distinguish...
141. lappuse - Needy Knife-grinder! whither are you going? Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order — Bleak blows the blast ; — your hat has got a hole in't, So have your breeches. Weary Knife-grinder! little think the proud ones Who in their coaches roll along the turnpikeroad, what hard work 'tis crying all day, "Knives and Scissors to grind O...
107. lappuse - O'er the bounds of thirty-five. High to soar, and deep to dive, Nature gives at thirty-five. Ladies, stock and tend your hive, Trifle not at thirty-five: For howe'er we boast and strive, Life declines from thirty-five: He that ever hopes to thrive Must begin by thirty-five; And all who wisely wish to wive Must look on Thrale at thirty-five.