The world's wit and humor: an encyclopedia of the classic wit and humor of all ages and nations, 第 13 卷

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Lionel Strachey
Review of reviews Company, 1906
 

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第208页 - ... From the drossy chaff away. This I've been about — And now, Juanito, what hast thou ? Juan. Alas, sir, I can't answer in so good rhyme or reason. I have been playing at fives, and lost every bout. Cres. What signifies if you paid ? Juan. But I could not, and have come to you for the money. Cres. Before I give it you, listen to me. There are things two Thou never must do; Swear to more than thou knowest, Play for more than thou owest; And never mind cost, So credit's not lost.
第8页 - Think ! If, ere the next hour struck, Each of our lovers should come here to-day, Think you that we should fly or feel afraid ? " To whom the others answered, " From such luck A girl would be a fool to run away.
第158页 - AS they were thus discoursing, they perceived some thirty or forty windmills that are in that plain; and as soon as Don Quixote espied them, he said to his squire: Fortune disposes our affairs better than we ourselves could have desired: look yonder, friend Sancho Panza, where...
第214页 - Isab. And I thank you, sir. Capt. And yet ungratefully slay me with your eyes in return for sparing him with my sword. Isab. Oh, sir, do not mar the grace of a good deed by poor compliment, and so make me less mindful of the real thanks I owe you. Capt. Wit and modesty kiss each other, as well they may, in that lovely face. (Kneels.) Isab. Heavens ! my father ! Enter CRESPO and JUAN with swords. Cres. How is this, sir ? I am alarmed by cries of murder in my house — am told you have pursued a poor...
第159页 - ... they were certainly windmills, and not giants. But he was so fully possessed that they were giants, that he neither heard the outcries of his squire Sancho, nor yet discerned what they were, though he was very near them, but went on crying out aloud : " Fly not, ye cowards and vile caitiffs; for it is a single knight who assaults you.
第156页 - I'll tell you where I learned to school This wayward sleep : a whispered word From a church-going hag I heard, And tried it, for I ws no fool.
第219页 - And cropp'd his food and was content, Until he spied by accident A flute, which some oblivious gent Had left behind by accident; When, sniffing it with eager scent, He breathed through it by accident, And made the hollow instrument Emit a sound by accident.
第8页 - BY a clear well, within a little field Full of green grass and flowers of every hue, Sat three young girls, relating (as I knew) Their loves. And each had twined a bough to shield Her lovely face ; and the green leaves did yield The golden hair their shadow; while the two Sweet colors mingled, both blown lightly through With a soft wind for ever stirred and still'd.
第204页 - Nuno, haven't the soldiers come into Zalamea this afternoon ? Nun. Yes, sir. Men. What a nuisance for the commonalty who have to quarter them ! Nun. But worse for those who haven't. Men. What do you mean, sir ? Nun. I mean the squires. Ah, sir ; if the soldiers aren't billeted on them, do you know why ? Men. Well, why? Nun. For fear of being starved — which would be a bad job for the king's service. Men. God rest my father's soul, says I, who left me a pedigree and patent all blazon'd in gold and...
第209页 - ... of the troop that has just marcht ; into Zalamea, and quartered upon him. Cres. Say no more ; my house and all I have is ever at the service of the king, and of all who have authority under him. If you will leave his things here, I will see his room is got ready directly ; and do you tell his Honour that, come when he will, he shall find me and mine at his service. Serg. Good — he will be here directly. [Exit. Juan. I wonder, father, that, rich as you are, you still submit yourself to these...

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