Punch, Volúmenes48-49Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman Punch Publications Limited, 1865 |
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... night , and the Driver is bound to call him at a seasonable hour in the morning . Ladies will invariably ad- dress every cabdriver as " Mr. Cabman . " Young men may talk to him as " Cabby , " but must , of course , pay something extra ...
... night , and the Driver is bound to call him at a seasonable hour in the morning . Ladies will invariably ad- dress every cabdriver as " Mr. Cabman . " Young men may talk to him as " Cabby , " but must , of course , pay something extra ...
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... night to night . Practise yourself in forcing the applause . An accomplished actor ought to be as able to raise a round from the house as a juggler to extract the card he wants from the pack . I have already given some rules for ...
... night to night . Practise yourself in forcing the applause . An accomplished actor ought to be as able to raise a round from the house as a juggler to extract the card he wants from the pack . I have already given some rules for ...
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... night , Drank toasts in Adam's Ale , And we did recite the poem light , And we read the instructive tale ; And if it had been the Summer , I ween , Instead of this time of year , We should not have gone home till morning had come , And ...
... night , Drank toasts in Adam's Ale , And we did recite the poem light , And we read the instructive tale ; And if it had been the Summer , I ween , Instead of this time of year , We should not have gone home till morning had come , And ...
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... Night . " I shall not return . " Such were my words as closed the street door behind me this morning . " Are they ominous ? I meant only that I should not return until night , but what if some fatal event should fulfil them , and they ...
... Night . " I shall not return . " Such were my words as closed the street door behind me this morning . " Are they ominous ? I meant only that I should not return until night , but what if some fatal event should fulfil them , and they ...
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... night , and was not quite sober or quite tipsy . His friends knocked at his door at Christmas time , and " The mother of the Prisoner here made an appeal to the Magistrate in favour of her son , and said he was a young man born in ...
... night , and was not quite sober or quite tipsy . His friends knocked at his door at Christmas time , and " The mother of the Prisoner here made an appeal to the Magistrate in favour of her son , and said he was a young man born in ...
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Punch, Volúmenes62-63 Mark Lemon,Henry Mayhew,Tom Taylor,Shirley Brooks,Francis Cowley Burnand,Owen Seaman Vista completa - 1872 |
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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.