The World's Wit and Humor: An Encyclopedia of the Classic Wit and Humor of All Ages and Nations..., 第 7 卷Review of reviews Company, 1912 |
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... thou take to be such a coward here beside thyself ? " " Nay , you may call me coward , if you will ; but if that little man there upon the stage is not frightened , I never saw any man frightened in my life . Ay , ay ; go along with you ...
... thou take to be such a coward here beside thyself ? " " Nay , you may call me coward , if you will ; but if that little man there upon the stage is not frightened , I never saw any man frightened in my life . Ay , ay ; go along with you ...
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... thou leave the giants ? Thumb . My liege , without the castle gates they stand , The castle gates too low for their admittance . King . What look they like ? Thumb . Like nothing but themselves . Queen . And sure thou art like nothing ...
... thou leave the giants ? Thumb . My liege , without the castle gates they stand , The castle gates too low for their admittance . King . What look they like ? Thumb . Like nothing but themselves . Queen . And sure thou art like nothing ...
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... my wand I deprive thee of all thy strength . Swim , now , if thou canst . Savage . This is a potent enchanter . strength and I promise to obey thee . Restore me my Mercury . I restore it ; but be orderly , 43 Lord Lyttleton.
... my wand I deprive thee of all thy strength . Swim , now , if thou canst . Savage . This is a potent enchanter . strength and I promise to obey thee . Restore me my Mercury . I restore it ; but be orderly , 43 Lord Lyttleton.
第44页
... thou pretend to be ashamed of my company ? Dost thou know I have kept the best com- pany in England ? Savage . I know thou art a scoundrel ! Not pay thy debts ! kill thy friend , who lent thee money , for asking thee for it ! Get out of ...
... thou pretend to be ashamed of my company ? Dost thou know I have kept the best com- pany in England ? Savage . I know thou art a scoundrel ! Not pay thy debts ! kill thy friend , who lent thee money , for asking thee for it ! Get out of ...
第45页
... - ing . Sirrah , I begin my work with this kick on your breech . Duellist . Oh , my honour , my honour , to what infamy art thou fallen ! " Dialogues of the Dead . " Laurence Sterne Uncle Toby's Courtship " I AM half - 45 Lord Lyttleton.
... - ing . Sirrah , I begin my work with this kick on your breech . Duellist . Oh , my honour , my honour , to what infamy art thou fallen ! " Dialogues of the Dead . " Laurence Sterne Uncle Toby's Courtship " I AM half - 45 Lord Lyttleton.
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第150页 - My sister and my sister's child, myself and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride on horseback after we." He soon replied, " I do admire of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, therefore it shall be done. I am a linen-draper bold, as all the world doth know; And my good friend the calender will lend his horse to go.
第282页 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine: While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before: Oft listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar...
第152页 - Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed.
第154页 - as loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin, who but he! his fame soon spread around; "He carries weight! He rides a race! "Tis for a thousand pound!
第156页 - What news? what news? your tidings tell; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bare-headed you are come, Or why you come at all ? Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke! And thus unto the calender In merry guise he spoke: I came because your horse would come; And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will soon be here, They are upon the road.
第155页 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. " Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! — Here's the house ! " They all at once did cry ; " The dinner waits, and we are tired ;" — Said Gilpin—
第149页 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
第125页 - 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.
第239页 - Tam had got planted unco right; Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely, Wi' reaming swats, that drank divinely; And at his elbow, Souter Johnny, His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony; Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither; They had been fou for weeks thegither. The night drave on wi...
第284页 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.