The Tomahawk: A Saturday Journal of Satire, Volumen5Arthur William A'Beckett Office of the Tomahawk, 1869 With large folding colored cartoons, by the celebrated Matt Morgan. |
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The Tomahawk: A Saturday Journal of Satire, Volumen6 Arthur William A'Beckett Vista completa - 1870 |
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Página 182 - What? Ghost I am thy father's spirit; Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day...
Página 182 - Haste me to know it ; that I with wings as swift As meditation, or the thoughts of love, May sweep to my revenge. GHOST. I find thee apt ; And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That rots itself in ease on Lethe's Wharf, Wouldst thou not stir in this.
Página 182 - Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul...
Página 182 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks.to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine: But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood: — List, list, O list!
Página 182 - Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood : — List, list, O list ! — If thou didst ever thy dear father love, Ham.
Página 182 - Doomed for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away: but that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular* hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine.
Página 150 - I thank you for the kind manner in which you have received the toast which has been proposed by Mr.
Página 194 - I am commanded by my Lords Commissioners of the Admiralty to acquaint you that they have...
Página 115 - The Seven Curses of London. By JAMES GREENWOOD, "The Amateur Casual.
Página 14 - WELCOME TO THE ILLUSTRIOUS STRANGER. PLAGUE of Egypt, from over the sea, Ismail Pasha ! Viceroy, Khideve", or whatever you be, Jacksons, O'Tooles, and McStunners are we, But all John Bulls in our welcome of thee, Ismail Pasha ! Welcome him, blunder of escort and suite, Mounted inspector, and mob in the street ! Call up the first cab his Highness to meet ! Throw his hat-box and Bradshaw and rug on the seat ! Welcome him ! feast him with fourpenny treat, One glass of old ale and a sandwich to eat !...