The freaks of Cupid, by an Irish bachelor [- Abbot].


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Página 206 - There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, She had so many children, she didn't know what to do.
Página 6 - Thy heroes were striplings in armour, Thy heroines damsels in white. But past are thy terrible touches, Our lips in derision we curl, Unless we are told how a Duchess, Conversed with her cousin the Earl. We now have each dialogue quite full Of titles - 'I give you my word, My lady, you're looking delightful.
Página 174 - AS a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow, While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below, So the cheek may be tinged with a warm sunny smile, Though the cold heart to ruin runs darkly the while.
Página 65 - And seldom was a snood amid Such wild luxuriant ringlets hid. Whose glossy black to shame might bring The plumage of the raven's wing ; And seldom o'er a breast so fair Mantled a plaid with modest care ; And never brooch the folds combined Above a heart more good and kind. Her kindness and her worth to spy, You need but gaze on Ellen's eye ; Not Katrine in her mirror blue...
Página 283 - O'Lynn had no breeches to wear, So he bought a sheep-skin to make him a pair, With the woolly side out, and the skinny side in, "Faix, 'tis pleasant and cool,
Página 121 - I will not have it," replied Don Rocco. "Go home, I tell you! I am going to bed at once." He started to leave; but the Moro was too quick for him, rushed to the door, locked it, and put the key in his pocket. "No, sir! you don't go out of here! Might I not die tonight? Wouldn't I, if the Lord just blew on me like this?
Página 283 - O'Lynn. Bryan O'Lynn had no brogue to his toes, He hopped in two crab shells to serve him for those; Then he split up two oysters that matched like twins — "Whoo! they'll shine out like buckles," says Bryan O'Lynn. Bryan O'Lynn had no watch to put on, He scooped out a turnip to make him a one; Then he planted a cricket right under the skin — " Whoo! they'll think it's a ticking,
Página 81 - If I do — you'll live to see it, that's all. Give the boy his breakwhisht." "Thank you, worthy father — much obliged for your generosity — " ' Oh, love is the soul of a nate Irishman — He loves all that's lovely, loves all that he can, With his sprig of—' Ah, Peety Dhu, how are you, my worthy peripatetic?
Página 85 - Never, never !' he cried passionately, in reply to the first words of Louise. ' Nothing can persuade me to yield to your solicitations !' Louise was obliged to retire, her petition ungranted. It was the first time in her life that such a thing had happened ; the first time that ever Van Zwanenburg had addressed Louise in this brusque, imperious tone. She had asked of him the hand of The'rese for Saturnin ! When the pupils of Van Zwanenburg arrived at the usual hour, they could not understand the...
Página 185 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall wake them from their lowly bed.

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