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... Waiter , who sat up till eight ; X is his Exit , not rigidly straight ; Y is a yawning fit caused by the Ball ; Z stands for Zero , or nothing at all . C. S. CALVERLEY . FLIGHT . O MEMORY ! that which I gave thee A , B , C. 37.
... Waiter , who sat up till eight ; X is his Exit , not rigidly straight ; Y is a yawning fit caused by the Ball ; Z stands for Zero , or nothing at all . C. S. CALVERLEY . FLIGHT . O MEMORY ! that which I gave thee A , B , C. 37.
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... thee To guard in thy garner yestreen- Little deeming thou e'er couldst behave thee Thus basely - hath gone from thee clean ! Gone , fled , as ere autumn is ended The yellow leaves flee from the oak— I have lost it forever , my splendid ...
... thee To guard in thy garner yestreen- Little deeming thou e'er couldst behave thee Thus basely - hath gone from thee clean ! Gone , fled , as ere autumn is ended The yellow leaves flee from the oak— I have lost it forever , my splendid ...
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... thee - love - cherish- And " -well , I can't help it- " obey . " Here , Maud , take my bouquet - don't drop it ! I hope Charley's not lost the ring ; Just like him ! -no ! -goodness , how heavy ! It's really an elegant thing . It's a ...
... thee - love - cherish- And " -well , I can't help it- " obey . " Here , Maud , take my bouquet - don't drop it ! I hope Charley's not lost the ring ; Just like him ! -no ! -goodness , how heavy ! It's really an elegant thing . It's a ...
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... thee on my head , And quit this stifling room ? " I fondly said . 66 Respond , dear hat , to a magnetic throb . Come , little darling ; cleave this female mob . Fly over heads ; creep under . Come , oh , come ! Escape . We'll find no ...
... thee on my head , And quit this stifling room ? " I fondly said . 66 Respond , dear hat , to a magnetic throb . Come , little darling ; cleave this female mob . Fly over heads ; creep under . Come , oh , come ! Escape . We'll find no ...
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APPLETON Aunt AUSTIN DOBSON back-hair BALL-ROOM Beauty Clare blush Bond Street Brer C. S. CALVERLEY cage Chaperon Charley charming chirp chosen maiden crackers cuirassier dainty dance darling DAVID KER Dora doubt EARL MARBLE Elvira face fair fellow FLORA FRANK gentle pieman Geraldine's girl glance guess hair hand heart Hermioné hope Jove kiss knew laddie dear ladies laughed leopard lips little for books long in dressing look love's mamma married Miss Mister Martin Tupper mottoes ne'er Neath NELLIE never o'er Parlor Muse possum Possum-I prettiest possible pretty pretty eyes puzzle puzzle I can't Rose round sigh smile sorrow in sackcloth Spell spoons SPELLING-MATCH squeeze sweet Sweeter and wiser sweetly talk tell thee there's thing thou thought told Twas twenty spear UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN waltz warble WHEREVER I wander wild-bird's wise wish word write YEARS-years
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Page 10 - Our love was like most other loves; — A little glow, a little shiver, A rose-bud, and a pair of gloves, And "Fly not yet" — upon the river; Some jealousy of some one's heir, Some hopes of dying broken-hearted, A miniature, a lock of hair, The usual vows, — and then we parted.
Page 7 - twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows. She talked of politics or prayers — Of Southey's prose, or Wordsworth's sonnets, Of danglers or of dancing bears, Of battles, or the last new bonnets ; By candle-light, at twelve o'clock, To me it mattered not a tittle, If those bright lips had quoted Locke, I might have thought they murmured Little. Through sunny May, through sultry June, I loved her with a love eternal...
Page 24 - s debonair, And innocent and fair As a rose. She's an angel in a frock, With a fascinating cock To her nose.
Page 8 - Whose colour was extremely hectic; Her grandmother for many a year Had fed the parish with her bounty; Her second cousin was a peer, And lord lieutenant of the county.
Page 47 - Norway, Till at last I sank exhausted at a pastry-cook his doorway. There were fuchsias and geraniums, and daffodils and myrtle, So I entered, and I ordered half a basin of mock turtle. He was plump and he was chubby, he was smooth and he was rosy, And his little wife was pretty, and particularly cozy.
Page 8 - She sketched ; the vale, the wood, the beach, Grew lovelier from her pencil's shading : She botanized; I envied each Young blossom in her boudoir fading : She warbled Handel ; it was grand ; She made the Catalani jealous : She touched the organ; I could stand For hours and hours to blow the bellows.
Page 13 - I mean your chaperon is Bringing some well-curled juvenile. Adieu ! / shall retire. I'd spare that poor Adonis, If I were you ! NELLIE. Go, if you will. At once ! And by express, sir ! Where shall it be? To China— or Peru? Go. I should leave inquirers my address, sir, If I were you ! TU QUOQUE.
Page 12 - If I were you! Frank. If I were you, who vow you cannot suffer Whiff of the best, — the mildest honey-dew, I would not dance with smoke-consuming Puffer, If I were you!
Page 47 - First I go and make the patties, and the puddings and the jellies, Then I make a sugar birdcage, which upon a table swell is; "Then I polish all the silver, which a supper-table lacquers; Then I write the pretty mottoes which you find inside the crackers
Page 5 - Years, years ago, ere yet my dreams, Had been of being wise or witty ; Ere I had done with writing themes, Or yawned o'er this infernal ' Chitty,' Years, years ago, while all my joys, Were in my fowling-piece and filly, In short, while I was yet a boy, I fell in love with Laura Lilly. I saw her at...