Punch, Band 105Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman Punch Publications Limited, 1893 |
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... course ; must say I see no necessity for making a public thing of it in that four- way . Mr. Cocker . I'm with SIBBERING there . The less fuss there is about it , the better PORPENTINE ' ll be pleased . My idea is to give him something ...
... course ; must say I see no necessity for making a public thing of it in that four- way . Mr. Cocker . I'm with SIBBERING there . The less fuss there is about it , the better PORPENTINE ' ll be pleased . My idea is to give him something ...
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... course if you're going to let petty jealousies of this sort get the better of you , and leave me to do the ' ole thing myself , I've no objection . I daresay he'll value it all the more coming from me . Mr. Sibb . Well , he ought to ...
... course if you're going to let petty jealousies of this sort get the better of you , and leave me to do the ' ole thing myself , I've no objection . I daresay he'll value it all the more coming from me . Mr. Sibb . Well , he ought to ...
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... course of time , come to be Lord Chancellor ; but never Field Marshal . That only shows how limited is current information , how true the observation that the world knows nothing of its greatest men . Why , for sixteen rears WEBSTER ...
... course of time , come to be Lord Chancellor ; but never Field Marshal . That only shows how limited is current information , how true the observation that the world knows nothing of its greatest men . Why , for sixteen rears WEBSTER ...
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... course . There are two kinds of women , the plain and the coloured . But all art is quite useless . " " I say ! " exclaimed Lord HENRY , taking from his friend's pocket a gold match - box , curiously carved , and wrought with his VOL ...
... course . There are two kinds of women , the plain and the coloured . But all art is quite useless . " " I say ! " exclaimed Lord HENRY , taking from his friend's pocket a gold match - box , curiously carved , and wrought with his VOL ...
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... course if you don't catch what they say at first , how on earth can you catch the idea of the plot ? Third P. Not that the plot matters much nowa- days . All dialogue , don't you know ? Smart hits at somebody , and all that sort of ...
... course if you don't catch what they say at first , how on earth can you catch the idea of the plot ? Third P. Not that the plot matters much nowa- days . All dialogue , don't you know ? Smart hits at somebody , and all that sort of ...
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Aloud Alth ALTHEA asked Baron BARTLEY Beau fixe Bench better Business CHARLES CHARLEY'S Aunt Christmas course Curph CURPHEW dear delightful DIARY OF TOBY dinner Eldorado eyes fancy Filk fools garden GEORGE LEWIS girl give hand head hear heard Home-Rule Bill hour House of Commons House of Lords JOKIM Lady LIKA LOBENGULA London look Lord MALWOOD matter Member mind Miss music-hall never night OLD PODLER once Parish Councils Bill party pass PHOEBE PICKLOCK HOLES play poor PRINCE ARTHUR Punch question remember round scene Scotch pipers season seemed sing smile song speak speech SQUIRE OF MALWOOD story suppose sure sweet talk tell thanks there's thing thought to-night told TOMMY Toov Toovey turn walk whilst WILDFIRE wonder word young
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Seite 286 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude ; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas is dead...
Seite 78 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
Seite 81 - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye! When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. "At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
Seite 249 - ... lost all comfort in life before my friends had done wishing me joy. Yet I chose with caution — a girl bred wholly in the country, who never knew luxury beyond one silk gown, nor dissipation above the annual gala of a race ball. Yet...
Seite 97 - There is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be, In the cold grave — under the deep, deep sea...
Seite 150 - There they stood, ranged along the hill-sides — met To view the last of me, a living frame For one more picture ! in a sheet of flame I saw them and I knew them all. And yet Dauntless the slug-horn to my lips I set And blew " Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came...
Seite 150 - What in the midst lay but the Tower itself? The round squat turret, blind as the fool's heart, Built of brown stone, without a counterpart In the whole world. The tempest's mocking elf Points to the shipman thus the unseen shelf He strikes on, only when the timbers start.
Seite 16 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Seite 97 - No voice is hushed — no life treads silently, But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free, That never spoke, over the idle ground : But in green ruins, in the desolate walls Of antique palaces, where Man hath been, Though the dun fox, or wild hyena calls, And owls, that flit continually between, Shriek to the echo, and the low winds moan, There the true Silence is, self-conscious and alone.
Seite 81 - And some in dreams assured were Of. the Spirit that plagued us so; Nine fathom deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow. And...