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Página 124 - 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!
Página 90 - WERTHER had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter ; Would you know how first he met her ? She was cutting bread and butter. Charlotte was a married lady, And a moral man was Werther, And, for all the wealth of Indies, Would do nothing for to hurt her. So he sighed and pined and ogled, And Ms passion boiled and bubbled, Till he blew his silly brains out, And no more was by it troubled.
Página 65 - Here let us sport, Boys, as we sit ; Laughter and wit Flashing so free. Life is but short— When we are gone, Let them sing on, . . . Round the old tree.
Página 102 - THERE lived a sage in days of yore And he a handsome pigtail wore ; But wondered much and sorrowed more Because it hung behind him. He mused upon this curious case, And swore he'd change the pigtail's place, And have it hanging at his face, Not dangling there behind him. Says he, " The mystery I've found, — I'll turn me round.
Página 234 - EVANGELINE ; A TALE OF AcADIE. THE SEASIDE AND THE FIRESIDE. THE WAIF. A Collection of Poems. Edited by Longfellow. THE ESTRAY. A Collection of Poems. Edited by Longfellow. MR. LONGFELLOW'S PROSE WORKS. HYPERION. A ROMANCE. Price $1.00. OUTRE-MER. A PILGRIMAGE. Price $1.00. KAVANAG-H. A TALE. Price 75 cents.
Página 64 - CHRISTMAS is here: Winds whistle shrill, Icy and chill, Little care we: Little we fear Weather without, Sheltered about The Mahogany Tree. Once on the boughs Birds of rare plume Sang, in its bloom; Night-birds are we: Here we carouse, Singing like them, Perched round the stem Of the jolly old tree.
Página 78 - tis pleasant to you, Mend, and me. No better divan need the sultan require, Than the creaking old sofa that basks by the fire ; And 'tis wonderful, surely, what music you get From the rickety, ramshackle, wheezy spinet. That praying-rug came from a Turcoman's camp ; By Tiber once twinkled that brazen old lamp ; A Mameluke fierce yonder dagger has drawn ; 'Tis a murderous knife to toast muffins upon.
Página 226 - With grizzled beards at forty-five, As erst at twelve in corduroys. And if, in time of sacred youth, We learned at home to love and pray, Pray Heaven that early Love and Truth May never wholly pass away. And in the world, as in the school, I'd...
Página 62 - I'd scarce a beard upon my face, And now a grizzled, grim old fogy, I sit and wait for Bouillabaisse. Where are you, old companions trusty Of early days, here met to dine I Come, waiter ! quick, a flagon crusty — I'll pledge them in the good old wine.
Página 44 - And when, its force expended, The harmless storm was ended, And, as the sunrise splendid Came blushing o'er the sea; I thought, as day was breaking, My little girls were waking, And smiling, and making A prayer at home for me.

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