The world's wit and humor: an encyclopedia of the classic wit and humor of all ages and nations, 第 8 卷

Lionel Strachey
Review of reviews Company, 1906
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第265页 - Sorrows of Werther WEKTHER 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.
第266页 - So he sighed and pined and ogled, And his passion boiled and bubbled, Till he blew his silly brains out, And no more was by it troubled. Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person Went on cutting bread and butter.
第144页 - No mail—no post— No news from any foreign coast— No park—no ring—no afternoon gentility— No company—no nobility— No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, No comfortable feel in any member— No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees. No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds. November ! The
第34页 - Wouldst thou have had this innocent grow up to the grossness and indocility which too often accompany maturer swinehood? Ten to one he would have proved a glutton, a sloven, an obstinate, disagreeable animal—wallowing in all manner of filthy conversation—from these sins he is happily snatched away. " Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade, Death came with timely care.
第3页 - I But since he crossed the rapid tide, According to the doubtful story, To woo—and—Lord knows what beside, And swam for Love, as I for Glory; 'Twere hard to say who fared the best: Sad mortals, thus the gods still plague you! He lost his labour, I my jest ; For he was drowned, and I've the ague.
第37页 - superadded a pleasure upon the palate of a man more intense than any possible suffering we can conceive in the animal, is man justified in using that method of putting the animal to death ?" I forget the decision. His sauce should be
第140页 - I know why you refuse— Though I've no feet, some other man Is standing in my shoes ! " I wish I ne'er had seen your face; But now, a long farewell ! For you will be my death ; alas I You will not be my Nell.
第61页 - we said, And we managed a shutter to borrow; [We raised him, and sighed at the thought that his head Would " consumedly ache " on the morrow. We bore him home, and we put him to bed, And we told his wife and his daughter To give him, next morning, a couple of red Herrings, with soda-water.
第31页 - with such-like barbarous ejaculations, cramming all the while as if he would choke. Ho-ti trembled in every joint while he grasped the abominable thing, wavering whether he should put his son to death for an unnatural young monster, when the crackling scorching his fingers, as it had done his son's and applying the same remedy to them, he in his turn tasted some of
第139页 - Thomas Hood Faithless Nelly Gray BEN BATTLE was a soldier bold, And used to war's alarms, But a cannon-ball took off his legs, So he laid down his arms. Now as they bore him off the field, Said he, " Let others shoot ; For here I leave my second leg, And the Forty-second Foot." The army surgeons made him limbs ; Said he,