The Ingoldsby Legends; Or, Mirth and Marvels, Volumen2W. J. Widdleton, 1865 |
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Alack Auto-da-fé bell Birchington Bloudie Jacke Bolton Hall boys call'd cold Count cried Dame dear declare deuce Devil Dol-drum e'en ev'ry Exciseman Gill fair fancy Father fear Fiddle-de-dee fill'd folks François Xavier Auguste Friar gentleman Ghost gone grace hand head heard heart Holy INGOLDSBY LEGENDS King Knight Lady LEGEND look look'd Lord Malvoisie matter Miss Monks morning ne'er never nose o'er Old Nick once poor pray queer quoth Ralph de Diceto Rigmaree round Rupert Saint SAINT MEDARD Salisbury Plain scarce seem'd seen Shylock sigh sight Sir Alured Sir Ingoldsby Bray smile Smuggler Bill sort sound sure as fate tail tell thee There's thing Thomas à Becket THOMAS INGOLDSBY thou thought turn'd twas vex'd Washford ween word young
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Página 337 - Ve spectacles, don't have a tortoise-shell rim, .And don't go near the water, — unless you can swim! Married Ladies, especially such as are fair, Tall, and slim, I would next recommend to beware How, on losing one spouse, they give way to despair ; But let them reflect, " There are fish, and no doubt...
Página 136 - I changed a shilling — (which in town the people call "a Bob ")— It was not so much for myself as for that vulgar child — And I said, " A pint of double X, and please to draw it mild!
Página 138 - He sent for Mr. Whithair then, and I described " the swag," My Mackintosh, my sugar-tongs, my spoons, and carpetbag; He promised that the New Police should all their powers employ ; But never to this hour have I beheld that vulgar Boy! MORAL Remember, then, what when a boy I've heard my Grandma tell, "Be warn'd in time by others' harm, and you shall do full well!
Página 335 - And from each of his pockets they pull'd out two! And the Gardener himself had secreted a few, As well we may suppose; For, when he came running to give the alarm, He had six in the basket that hung on his arm. Good Father John was...
Página 206 - He was a wight of high renown, And thou art but of low degree. 'Tis pride that pulls the country down; Then take thine auld cloak about thee.
Página 405 - As I laye a-thynkynge, most pitiful to see ! As I laye a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, Merrie sang the Birde as she sat upon the boughe A lovely Mayde came bye, And a gentil youth was nyghe, And he breathed many a syghe And a vowe ; As I laye a-thynkynge, her heart was gladsome now.
Página 406 - Mid the stars she seem'd to rise, As to her nest ; As I laye a-thynkynge, her meaning was exprest : — ' Follow, follow me away, It boots not to delay...
Página 118 - And the Masons three peep'd down to see, and they saw a fearsome sight. "Beneath that heavy paving-stone a shocking hole they found — It was not more than twelve feet deep, and barely twelve feet round; — A fleshless, sapless skeleton lay in that horrid well! But who the deuce 'twas put it there those Masons could not tell.
Página 184 - But Fiddle-de-dee sings clear and loud, And his trills and his quavers astonish the crowd ; Such a singer as he You '11 nowhere see ; They '11 all be screaming for Fiddle-de-dee ! ' — ' Though Fiddle-de-dee sings loud and clear, And his tones are sweet, yet his terms are dear ! The " glove won't fit !
Página 137 - I rang the bell for Mrs. Jones, for she was down below, ' Oh, Mrs. Jones ! what do you think ? — ain't this a pretty go ? — — That horrid little vulgar Boy whom I brought here to-night, — He's stolen my things and run away ! ! ' — Says she, ' And sarve you right ! ! ' Next morning I was up betimes — I sent the Crier round, All with his bell and gold-laced hat, to say I 'd give a pound To find that little vulgar Boy, who 'd gone and used me so ; But when the Crier cried, ' O Yes ! ' the...