Parodies of the Works of English & American Authors, Volume 6Reeves & Turner, 1889 - English wit and humor Includes parodies of Tennyson, Longfellow, Bret Harte, Thomas Hood, Swinburne, Browning, Shakespeare, Milton, Poe, Shelley, Cowper, Coleridge, Herrick, Carroll, Lever, Lover, Burns, Scott, Goldsmith, Kingsley, Byron and many others. |
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... Prince ? Punch , 1843 Who killed these Arabs ? ... Who killed Home Rule ? 112 114 114 114 From the Cradle , and a Parody ... Who killed Gladstone ? A Gallery of Fair Women ... 115 Who won Miss Jenny ? Something Praedesque . Mortimer ...
... Prince ? Punch , 1843 Who killed these Arabs ? ... Who killed Home Rule ? 112 114 114 114 From the Cradle , and a Parody ... Who killed Gladstone ? A Gallery of Fair Women ... 115 Who won Miss Jenny ? Something Praedesque . Mortimer ...
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... prince of buffoons , Gad ! you've the dash of a troop of dragoons , Firing the flagging ones , Bolstering the bragging ones , Leathering the lagging ones on wid the stick . And though never crossing the confines of charity , Still , in ...
... prince of buffoons , Gad ! you've the dash of a troop of dragoons , Firing the flagging ones , Bolstering the bragging ones , Leathering the lagging ones on wid the stick . And though never crossing the confines of charity , Still , in ...
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... Prince's , polo . She gives the odds on either Blue , She never answers " Nolo . " To - day she raves of Rubinstein , To - morrow of Albani ; To - day " Aïda " is divine , To - morrow " Don Giovanni . " But dress is , after all her ...
... Prince's , polo . She gives the odds on either Blue , She never answers " Nolo . " To - day she raves of Rubinstein , To - morrow of Albani ; To - day " Aïda " is divine , To - morrow " Don Giovanni . " But dress is , after all her ...
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... Prince , most just was the motion of these And many were seen by the dusty way , Shouting glad to the Epsom breeze Give us - ah ! give us - the Derby Day . W. E. HENLEY . Ballades , Rondeaus and Villanelles . The revival of the. AUSTIN ...
... Prince , most just was the motion of these And many were seen by the dusty way , Shouting glad to the Epsom breeze Give us - ah ! give us - the Derby Day . W. E. HENLEY . Ballades , Rondeaus and Villanelles . The revival of the. AUSTIN ...
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... prince of Parodists , Charles S. Calverley , to make the ballad with a refrain supremely ridiculous : - THE auld wife sat at her ivied door , ( Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese ) A thing she had frequently done before ; And her ...
... prince of Parodists , Charles S. Calverley , to make the ballad with a refrain supremely ridiculous : - THE auld wife sat at her ivied door , ( Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese ) A thing she had frequently done before ; And her ...
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Page 170 - And glittering temples of their hostile gods. — The princes applaud with a furious joy : And the King seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy ; Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy...
Page 170 - Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War...
Page 98 - From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand, From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 169 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain! The master saw the madness rise, His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And while he Heaven and Earth defied Changed his hand and check'd his pride. He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse: He sung Darius great and...
Page 183 - But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Page 170 - See the Furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes ! Behold a ghastly band Each a torch in his hand ! Those are Grecian ghosts, that in battle were slain And unburied remain Inglorious...
Page 161 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Page 169 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...
Page 50 - Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat...
Page 170 - He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate, Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And weltering in his blood...