 Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the...  The New Monthly Magazine - Página 781853Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1853 - 518 páginas
...Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, Anil a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin t For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered...among the queries and responses being these sarcastic sentimentalisms : Where, O where are the visions of morning, Fresh as the dews of our prime? Gone,... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1853 - 610 páginas
...WENDELL HOLMES. I know it is & sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered ha', And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer ! And...responses being these sarcastic sentimentalisme : Where, О where are the visions of morning, Fresh as the dews of our prime ? Gone, like tenants that quit... | |
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...nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin, Like a staff; And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy...now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling.'— p. U7. There are many other pleasant and touching things in Mr. Holmes's volume which we can commend... | |
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...cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a stall", And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack...I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. LXXVIII.— THE ENGLISH TONGUE. JO SAXE. IN ancient times, I've heard my grandam tell, Young maids... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 páginas
...hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The last leaf upon tbe tree In the spring, — Let them smile, as I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. HIGH MASS. A brilliant picture from CBOLY'S Paris in 1815. THE pile is full ; and oh what splendours... | |
 | Frederic Swartwout Cozzens - 1854 - 268 páginas
...laugh. " I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But his old three-cornered hat, And his breeches, and all that, Are so queer ! " And if I...do now, At the old forsaken bough, Where I cling." Here is indeed humor and pathos blended. But there is no such thing as pathetic wit. Perhaps nothing... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1854 - 324 páginas
...here ; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer ! THE LAST LEAF. And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the...smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where 1 cling. TO A BLANK SHEET OF PAPER. WAN-VISAGED thing ! thy virgin leaf To me looks more than deadly... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855 - 474 páginas
...grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat. Anil the breeches, and nil that. Arc so queer 1 And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the...I do now. At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. иг imrt. My aunt! my dear unmarried aunt! Long years have o'er her flown ; Tet still she strain«... | |
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...the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that Are io queer! And If I should live to bo The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, — Let...I do now. At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. Exquisite satire, and marvellous fidelity, are evidenced in the following : — • -MY AUNT. My nunt... | |
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