The Library of Wit and Humor, Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Literature of All Times and Nations, Том 4Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Rufus Edmonds Shapley Gebbie Publishing Company, Limited, 1884 |
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Стр. 294 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, *' Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. ** To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. " My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Стр. 295 - And every soul cried out, Well done ! As loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin — who but he ? His fame soon spread around, He carries weight ! he rides a race ! Tis for a thousand pound...
Стр. 295 - Where they did all get in, Six precious souls, and all agog To dash through thick and thin. Smack went the whip, round went the wheels, Were never folk so glad; The stones did rattle underneath, As if Cheapside were mad.
Стр. 338 - Step and prop-iron, bolt and screw, Spring, tire, axle, and linchpin too, Steel of the finest, bright and blue; Thoroughbrace bison-skin, thick and wide; Boot, top, dasher, from tough old hide Found in the pit when the tanner died. That was the way he "put her through.
Стр. 355 - Tongue was the Lawyer and argued the cause With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning, While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws, So famed for his talent in nicely discerning. In behalf of the Nose, it will quickly appear, And your lordship...
Стр. 295 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, Well done!
Стр. 392 - BEN BATTLE was a soldier bold, And used to war's alarms; But a cannon-ball took off his legs, So he laid down his arms! Now as they bore him off the field, Said he, 'Let others shoot, For here I leave my second leg, And the Forty-second Foot!
Стр. 297 - Stop thief, stop thief — a highwayman ! Not one of them was mute, And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space, The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race. And so he did, and won it too, For he got first to town, Nor stopped till where he had got up He did again get down. Now let us sing, Long live the king...
Стр. 339 - Had made it so like in every part That there wasn'ta chance for one to start, For the wheels were just as strong as as the thills, And the floor was just as strong as the sills, And the panels just as strong as the floor. And the whipple-tree neither less nor more, And the back crossbar as strong as the fore, And spring, and axle, and hub encore...
Стр. 296 - Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin, out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend's, the calender's, His horse at last stood still.