The world's wit and humor: an encyclopedia of the classic wit and humor of all ages and nations, Volumen9

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Lionel Strachey
Review of reviews Company, 1906

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Página 133 - He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood. The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood. And burbled as it came!
Página 37 - And what does this allusion to the " slow coach " mean ? For aught I know, it may be a reference to Pickwick himself, who has most unquestionably been a criminally slow coach during the whole of this transaction, but whose speed will now be very unexpectedly accelerated, and whose wheels, gentlemen, as he will find to his cost, will very soon be greased by you ! But enough of this, gentlemen.
Página 131 - But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked. "Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat; "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.
Página 36 - And now, gentlemen, but one word more. Two letters have passed between these parties, letters which are admitted to be in the handwriting of the defendant, and which speak volumes indeed. These letters, too, bespeak the character of the man. They are not open, fervent, eloquent epistles, breathing nothing but the language of affectionate attachment. They are covert, sly...
Página 248 - You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it; But when it comes to slaughter You will do your work on water, An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it. Now in Injia's sunny clime, Where I used to spend my time A-servin...
Página 250 - E carried me away To where a dooli lay, An' a bullet come an' drilled the beggar clean. 'E put me safe inside, An' just before 'e died, "I 'ope you liked your drink,
Página 28 - Tis the voice of the sluggard, I hear him complain, you have woke me too soon, I must slumber again. If any young orphan will repeat the remainder of that simple piece from Doctor Watts's collection an eligible opportunity now offers.
Página 48 - Fool, again the dream, the fancy ! but I know my words are wild, But I count the gray barbarian lower than the Christian child.
Página 130 - Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?" "That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat. "I don't much care where -" said Alice. "Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat. - so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation. "Oh, you're sure to do that,
Página 112 - Sweet, when they've cleared away Lunch ; and at close of day Possibly sweetest : I have a liking old For thee, though manifold Stories, I know, are told, Not to thy credit ; How one (or two at most) Drops make a cat a ghost — • Useless, except to roast — Doctors have said it : How they who use fusees All grow by slow degrees Brainless as chimpanzees, Meagre as lizards : Go mad, and beat their wives ; Plunge (after shocking lives) Razors and carving knives Into their gizzards. Confound such...

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