W.S. Gilbert. (Stars of the stage).J. Lane, 1907 - 96 páginas |
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Página 22 - There was me and the cook and the captain bold, And the mate of the Nancy brig, And the bo'sun tight, and a midshipmite, And the crew of the captain's gig." "For a month we'd neither wittles nor drink, Till a-hungry we did feel, So we drawed a lot, and accordin' shot The captain for our meal.
Página 1 - MY STAR ALL that I know Of a certain star Is, it can throw (Like the angled spar) Now a dart of red, Now a dart of blue; Till my friends have said They would fain see, too, My star that dartles the red and the blue ! Then it stops like a bird ; like a flower, hangs furled : 10 They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it.
Página 86 - John Lane, The Bodley Head, Vigo Street, London, W., who will at all times be pleased to give his advice and assistance, either as to their preservation or publication.
Página 70 - When I, good friends, was called to the bar, I'd an appetite fresh and hearty, But I was, as many young barristers are, An impecunious party. I'da swallow-tail coat of a beautiful blue — A brief which I bought of a booby — A couple of shirts and a collar or two, And a ring that looked like a ruby ! CHORUS.
Página 71 - The flowers that bloom in the spring, Tra la, Have nothing to do with the case.
Página 85 - ... to know something about actors, actresses, and dramatists, whose work they nightly applaud. Each volume will be carefully illustrated, and as far as text, printing, and paper are concerned will be a notable book. Great care has been taken in selecting the biographers, who in most cases have already accumulated much appropriate material. FIRST VOLUMES ELLEN TERRY. By CHRISTOPHER ST. JOHN. HERBERT BEERBOHM TREE. By MRS. GEORGE CRAN.
Página 70 - You'll soon get used to her looks," said he, "And a very nice girl you'll find her — • She may very well pass for forty-three In the dusk, with a light behind her!" The rich attorney was as good as his word: The briefs came trooping gaily, And every day my voice was heard At the Sessions or Ancient Bailey. All thieves who could my fees afford Relied on my orations, And many a burglar I've restored To his friends and his relations.
Página 70 - In Westminster Hall I danced a dance, Like a semi-despondent fury; For I thought I should never hit on a chance Of addressing a British Jury — But I soon got tired of third-class journeys, And dinners of bread and water; So I fell in love with a rich attorney's Elderly, ugly daughter.
Página 44 - With stern judicial frame of mind, From bias free of every kind, This trial must be tried! Oh, listen to the plaintiff's case: Observe the features of her face — The broken-hearted bride! Condole with her distress of mind: From bias free of every kind, This trial must be tried!
Página 1 - MY STAR. ALL that I know Of a certain star Is, it can throw (Like the angled spar) Now a dart of red, Now a dart of blue; Till my friends have said They would fain see, too, My star that dartles the red and the blue! Then it stops like a bird; like a flower, hangs furled: They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it. What matter to me if their star is a world? Mine has opened its soul to me; therefore I love it.