Parodies of the Works of English & American Authors, Volumen5Reeves & Turner, 1888 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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... winds " His small but sullen horn . " 10. Another version reads ; Nor you , ye Proud , impute to these the fault , If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise . 11. Burns borrowed an idea from this verse in his epitaph on the monument ...
... winds " His small but sullen horn . " 10. Another version reads ; Nor you , ye Proud , impute to these the fault , If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise . 11. Burns borrowed an idea from this verse in his epitaph on the monument ...
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... wind or shower , The lock'd out ' prentice , or frail nymph complain , Of such as , wandering near their secret bower , Molest them , sensible in sleep , to pain , Beneath those ragged tents - that boarded shade , Which late display'd ...
... wind or shower , The lock'd out ' prentice , or frail nymph complain , Of such as , wandering near their secret bower , Molest them , sensible in sleep , to pain , Beneath those ragged tents - that boarded shade , Which late display'd ...
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... winds surcharg'd with snow ; The headlong torrent rushing down the vale ; Compel them not their banquet to forego . For them no far - fetcht luxuries are spread , Nor costly Burgundy their care beguiles : Yet Peace and Plenty at their ...
... winds surcharg'd with snow ; The headlong torrent rushing down the vale ; Compel them not their banquet to forego . For them no far - fetcht luxuries are spread , Nor costly Burgundy their care beguiles : Yet Peace and Plenty at their ...
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... winds of heaven , And snatch'd a short oblivion to his woe . No further seek his frailties to disclose , Or tell each ... wind their weary way , And leave the streets to morning and to me . Now brighter beams upon the pavement dart ...
... winds of heaven , And snatch'd a short oblivion to his woe . No further seek his frailties to disclose , Or tell each ... wind their weary way , And leave the streets to morning and to me . Now brighter beams upon the pavement dart ...
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... wind , So from its mate the guiltless turtle's torn , Here , while ye lie upon the teeming earth , Altho ' no shell your funeral pomp displays , Far from your grave shall fly the rebel Mirth , And dust and ashes serve instead of bays ...
... wind , So from its mate the guiltless turtle's torn , Here , while ye lie upon the teeming earth , Altho ' no shell your funeral pomp displays , Far from your grave shall fly the rebel Mirth , And dust and ashes serve instead of bays ...
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ancient beautiful bell beneath Bill blow boys brave breast breath burlesque Christabel cried crowd dear Deborah Lee Devil door e'en e'er ELEGY eyes face fair fame fate fear fight fire Gilpin hand hath head hear heard heart hour imitation Ingoldsby Legends John Gilpin lady laugh leave London look Lord Lord Byron morn ne'er never night O'Brine o'er once parody passed Peter Bell play poem poet poor Punch quoth Rejected Addresses rose round Save seen sigh sight sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spake stood street sweet swells swore tears tell thee There's things THOMAS GRAY thou thought thro Tory town Twas verses omitted voice W. M. THACKERAY Walt Whitman weary WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind Wordsworth written Yankee Yankee doodle dandy youth
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Página 97 - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Página 234 - Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea ; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The Spirit he loves remains ; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
Página 107 - The sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he ! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon " — The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Página 254 - Now in building of chaises, I tell you what, There is always somewhere a weakest spot, — In hub, tire, felloe, in spring or thill, In panel, or crossbar, or floor, or sill, In screw, bolt, thoroughbrace, — lurking still, Find it somewhere you must and will, — Above or below, or within or without, — And that's the reason, beyond a doubt, A chaise breaks down, but doesn't wear out. But the Deacon swore (as Deacons do, With an "I dew vum...
Página 210 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Página 234 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Página 51 - Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high, To bitter Scorn a sacrifice And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try, And hard Unkindness...
Página 107 - With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Página 313 - Her buskins gemmed with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known ! The oak-crowned Sisters and their chaste-eyed Queen Satyrs and Sylvan Boys were seen Peeping from forth their alleys green : Brown Exercise rejoiced to hear ; And Sport leaped up, and seized his beechen spear.
Página 124 - I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well she knew I could not choose But gaze upon her face.