Punch, Volúmenes48-49Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman Punch Publications Limited, 1865 |
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... dear , Condemned to toil from ten to three , But two months ' holidays a - year , And all to keep a home for thee ! A thousand pounds my salary ! Ah ! Why did you answer , " Ask Mamma " ? MEDICAL DISCOVERY . - An Irish homoeopathic ...
... dear , Condemned to toil from ten to three , But two months ' holidays a - year , And all to keep a home for thee ! A thousand pounds my salary ! Ah ! Why did you answer , " Ask Mamma " ? MEDICAL DISCOVERY . - An Irish homoeopathic ...
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... dear eyes , my name's Pos- eidon . FOR A CHILD . SPEAK when not spoken to , Sulk when you ' re chid , Bang the door after you , Good little kid . THE ONLY ASSURANCE DUTY WHICH MR . PUNCH WILL HEAR OF . -The Duty of Assurance . SPORT IN ...
... dear eyes , my name's Pos- eidon . FOR A CHILD . SPEAK when not spoken to , Sulk when you ' re chid , Bang the door after you , Good little kid . THE ONLY ASSURANCE DUTY WHICH MR . PUNCH WILL HEAR OF . -The Duty of Assurance . SPORT IN ...
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... DEAR . " Lizzy . " OH , THEN WE MUST NOT LOVE EACH OTHER WHEN WE ARE IN CHURCH . " PHILANTHROPIC SENTIMENT . " THE.trampled worm will turn , " say men of learning . Trample again , until ... DEAR Boys , Dear Boys. PUNCH'S ALMANACK FOR 1865 .
... DEAR . " Lizzy . " OH , THEN WE MUST NOT LOVE EACH OTHER WHEN WE ARE IN CHURCH . " PHILANTHROPIC SENTIMENT . " THE.trampled worm will turn , " say men of learning . Trample again , until ... DEAR Boys , Dear Boys. PUNCH'S ALMANACK FOR 1865 .
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... DEAR Boys , Dear Boys , if you will allow us to quote the words of the Venerable P. GREEN ( No. 1865 in the Books ) , we shall have great pleasure in reiterating the sounds of Hospitality , Dear Boys , Dear Boys , How are all round the ...
... DEAR Boys , Dear Boys , if you will allow us to quote the words of the Venerable P. GREEN ( No. 1865 in the Books ) , we shall have great pleasure in reiterating the sounds of Hospitality , Dear Boys , Dear Boys , How are all round the ...
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... DEAR POPE , you warn us not to tread Upon your reverend corns , Bid us , on peril , not to take Your last bull by the horns ; Bolt dogmas whole which we've been taught Are snares to those who heed ' em : Renounce the faiths we ' ve ...
... DEAR POPE , you warn us not to tread Upon your reverend corns , Bid us , on peril , not to take Your last bull by the horns ; Bolt dogmas whole which we've been taught Are snares to those who heed ' em : Renounce the faiths we ' ve ...
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Página 182 - Ill-fate, ill-feeling, ill-report, lived through, And then he heard the hisses change to cheers, The taunts to tribute, the abuse to praise. And took both with the. same unwavering mood; Till, as he came on light, from darkling days, And seemed to touch the goal from where he stood, A felon hand, between the goal and him.
Página 182 - You lay a wreath on murdered LINCOLN'S bier; You, who with mocking pencil wont to trace, Broad for the self-complacent British sneer, His length of shambling limb, his furrowed face, His gaunt, gnarled hands, his unkempt, bristling hair, His garb uncouth, his bearing ill at ease, His lack of all we prize as debonair, Of power or will to shine, of art to please; You, whose smart pen backed up the pencil's laugh, Judging each step as though the way were plain: Reckless, so it could point its paragraph...
Página 182 - Yes : he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil, and confute my pen ; To make me own this hind of princes peer, This rail-splitter a true-born king of men.
Página 182 - If but that will we can arrive to know, Nor tamper with the weights of good and ilL So he went forth to battle, on the side That he felt clear was Liberty's and Right's, As in his peasant boyhood he had plied His warfare with rude Nature's thwarting mights — The uncleared forest, the unbroken soil, The...
Página 185 - The Old World and the New, from sea to sea, Utter one voice of sympathy and shame : Sore heart, so stopped when it at last beat high ; Sad life, cut short just as its triumph came.
Página 232 - Why then, take no note of him, but let him go ; and presently call the rest of the watch together, and thank God you are rid of a knave.
Página 182 - My shallow judgment I had learnt to rue, Noting how to occasion's height he rose, How his quaint wit made home-truth seem more true, How, iron-like, his temper grew by blows. How humble yet how hopeful he could be : How in good fortune and in ill the same : Nor bitter in success, nor boastful he, Thirsty for gold, nor feverish for fame. He went about his work — such work as few Ever had laid on head and heart and hand — As one who knows, where there's a task to do, Man's honest will must Heaven's...
Página 192 - ... eighteenth century, and conceitedly talk as if human reason had not a manacle left about her, but that philosophy had broken down all the strongholds of prejudice, ignorance, and superstition; and yet, at this very time, Mesmer has got a hundred thousand pounds by animal magnetism in Paris, and Mainaduc is getting as much in London.
Página 185 - ... sympathy and shame ! Sore heart, so stopped when it at last beat high ; Sad life, cut short just as its triumph came. A deed accurst ! Strokes have been struck before By the assassin's hand, whereof men doubt If more of horror or disgrace they bore ; But thy foul crime, like Cain's, stands darkly out. Vile hand, that brandest murder on a strife, Whate'er its grounds, stoutly and nobly striven ; And with the martyr's crown crownest a life With much to praise, little to be forgiven ! TOM TAYLOR,...
Página 178 - My lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there ; I do beseech you send for some of them.