The Library of Wit and Humor, Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Literature of All Times and Nations, Volume 3
Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Rufus Edmonds Shapley
Gebbie Publishing Company, Limited, 1884 - Wit and humor
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Page 188 - An ambassador is an honest man, sent to lie abroad for the good of his country.
Page 359 - I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good ; But sure I think, that I can drink With him that wears a hood : Though I go bare, take ye no care ; I nothing am a-cold : I stuff my skin so full within Of jolly good ale and old.
Page 33 - Tam wi' furious ettle; But little wist she Maggie's mettle! Ae spring brought off her master hale, But left behind her ain grey tail: The carlin claught her by the rump, And left poor Maggie scarce a stump. Now, wha this tale o...
Page 80 - To Dr. Jonathan Swift, the most agreeable companion, the truest friend, and the -greatest genius of his age.
Page 32 - But pleasures are like poppies spread — You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river — A moment white, then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Page 295 - Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgra.be. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought — So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey...
Page 188 - Defend me therefore, common sense, say I, From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up...
Page 276 - Mrs. Bardell's opinions of the opposite sex, gentlemen, were derived from a long contemplation of the inestimable qualities of her lost husband. She had no fear, she had no distrust, she had no suspicion, all was confidence and reliance. ' Mr. Bardell,' said the widow,