The Works of Peter Pindar, Band 2John Walker, No. 44 Paternoster-Row, 1801 |
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Seite 11 - Please your Majesty, the apple.' — 'Very astonishing indeed! strange thing!' (Turning the dumpling round, rejoined the King), "Tis most extraordinary then, all this is; It beats Pinetti's conjuring all to pieces: Strange I should never of a dumpling dream! But, Goody, tell me where, where, where's the seam?' 'Sir, there's no seam,' quoth she, 'I never knew That folks did apple dumplings sew.
Seite 40 - Thus have I seen a magpie in the street, A chattering bird we often meet, A bird for curiosity well known; With head awry, And cunning eye, Peep knowingly into a marrow-bone.
Seite 152 - d, from memory stray, Which it ought to review with delight ? Upbraiding, shall Gratitude say with a tear, " That no longer I think of those charms Which gave to my bosom such rapture sincere, And faded at length in my arms...
Seite 361 - And think that risibility was giv'n For human happiness, by gracious Heav'n, And that we came not into life to cry : To wear long faces, just as if our Maker, The God of Goodness, was an undertaker, Well pleas'd to wrap the soul's unlucky mien In sorrow's dismal crape, or bombasine.
Seite 178 - What, what, what's death ? Nought, nought, nought but a little loss of breath." To Parson Young 'twas more, I'm very clear : He lost by death some hundred pounds a year. A GREAT deal, my dear Liege, depends On having clever Bards for Friends. What had Achilles been without his Homer ? A taylor, woollen-draper, or a comber : Fellows that have been dead a hundred year, None but the Lord knows how or where. In Poetry's rich grass how Virtues thrive ! Some, when put in, so lean, seem scarce alive ; And...
Seite 21 - Touch not your Lord and Master, Sea ; For, by my power almighty, if you do — " Then staring vengeance, out he held a stick ; Vowing to drive Old Ocean to Old Nick, Should he even wet the latchet of his shoe. The Sea retired : the Monarch fierce...
Seite 429 - Thy neck is fairer than the Alpine snows, And, sweetly swelling, beats the down of doves, Thy cheek of health, a rival to the rose ; Thy pouting lips, the throne of all the loves ; Yet, though thus beautiful beyond expression, That beauty fadeth by too much possession.
Seite 10 - What's this? what's this? what? what?' Then, taking up a Dumpling in his hand, His eyes with admiration did expand, And oft did Majesty the Dumpling grapple: ' 'Tis monstrous, monstrous hard indeed,' he cried: 'What makes it, pray, so hard?
Seite 54 - Then stared upon their oaken Stumps in vain, Fancying the Toes were all come back again. If men then who their absent Toes have mourn'd, Can fancy those same Toes at times return'd ; So Kings, in matters of intelligences, Ma.yjancy they have stumbled on their Senses.
Seite 41 - What, if they reach to Kew then, side by side, " What would they do, what, what, plac'd end to "end?" To whom, with knitted calculating brow, The Man of Beer most solemnly did vow, Almost to Windsor that they would extend; On which the King, with wond'ring mien, Repeated it unto the wond'ring Queen : On which, quick turning round his halter'd head, The Brewer's...