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  Fielding''s _Tragedy of Tragedies or the Life and Death of Tom Thumb the Great with the Annotations of H. Scriblerus Secundus


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id: 20477
title: The Book of Ballads, edited by Bon Gaultier [pseud.]
author: Martin, Theodore, Sir
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  Why dost thou look upon me, with eyes so dark and wide, If thy faithful slave shall venture to observe one little thing; To thy dark and dreary dungeon they shall hale thee back again." but thou hast not kept thy time; Doth thy trembling bosom tell thee, He hath come thy love to seek! Better that its waves should bear thee, than the land thou hast reviled; All these things the judge shall teach thee of the land thou hast I shall leave you for a little, for I''d like to take the air. Looking on thy murdered body, like the injured Daniel Good! Rest thee with thy yellow nabob, spider-hearted Cousin Amy! Rest thee with thy yellow nabob, spider-hearted Cousin Amy! "Now hold thy hand, thou stalwart Friar, Should thy throbbing heart then tell thee, that the veteran worn and grey Come, rest on the bosom that loves thee so well,


id: 20633
title: Winsome Winnie and other New Nonsense Novels
author: Leacock, Stephen
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  "Miss Winnifred," said the Old Lawyer, looking keenly over and through "Sir," said Winnifred, drawing herself up proudly, "let me pass, I "Oh, sir," said Winnifred, clasping her hands and falling on her knees "Then, sir," said Winnifred, rising from her chair, "let me say this. "Miss Clair," said the Lawyer, advancing and taking the girl''s hand for "I knew it all the time," said Lord Mordaunt, drawing the girl to his "Father," she said, "he wants to take our little girl away. "Miss Elphinspoon," he said, "I think I know what is coming. "Have a cigar, Chief," said Kent, "and let me hear what the trouble is." "Stop a bit," said Kent, pausing to think a moment. "Ha," said Kent, "a looloo!" The two men looked into one another''s eyes. "Now tell me," said Kent, as they stood beside the billiard table, "what "No," said Kent, taking her hand a moment, "you were not."


id: 16898
title: Green Bays. Verses and Parodies
author: Quiller-Couch, Arthur
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  Most of the verses in this volume were written at Oxford, and first Thy carefulle heart shall cease to ake My love is fled by garden-gate; Those little feet, in so much night?_ ''Twas all for love he would bring his figgers Though at heart I loved him, me arthist bhoy! Down the green hill-side fro'' the castle window Came a long train and, i'' the midst, a black bier, Hardly died Bill when, fro'' the Lady Jane''s grave, Crept to his white death-bed a lovely pumpkin: Blurted a free ''Good-day t''ye,'' left and right, Drags the slow Ladies'' School, consuming time Dear Kitty, but come to Commem. Dear Kitty, but come to Commem. Dear Kitty, but come to Commem. With the day, there shall come with its dawning ''Till the land of the lute and the love-tale Touch lips with ''The Times'' of to-day.-To come and play their little games


id: 27375
title: If Winter Don''t A.B.C.D.E.F. Notsomuchinson
author: Pain, Barry
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  "This," said Mabel, opening a door, as Luke began his visit of "And now," said Mabel, "come into the kitchen and see the two maids "Yes," said Mabel, "but you''re not in sight of Heaven--not by a long "Dot," said Luke, "you seem to be able to enter into things. "Yes," said Luke, "I''m afraid I was rather in the way. "I was going home, sir," said Luke, "I''m not very well this morning." "This letter''s just come for you," said Mabel. "I hope," said Luke, "that it''s getting on nicely, and will be a great "You won''t care to come?" said Mabel to her husband. "I don''t know," said Luke, wagging his ears, "I sometimes doubt "I think," said Luke, "I must go and see it." "No," said Luke; "stay here a little. "Mabel," said Luke, "when I told you of the suffering that would


id: 22081
author: Canning, George
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  Joseph Addison''s enthusiasm for ballad poetry (_Spectators_ 70, 74, 85) The feelings expressed in Addison''s essays on the ballads were part of His _Comment Upon the History of Tom Thumb_ appeared in _Tragedy of Tragedies or the Life and Death of Tom Thumb the Great with and proper Epic Poem_," having as "good right to that title, from its first Lines, and here our Author draws the Character of his Hero, and Demonstration to me that our Poet liv''d about that Age. It is asserted very positively in the later Editions of this Poem, that of _Virgil_, and tho'' we can''t suppose our Poet ever saw that Author, At the same time our Poet shews a laudable Partiality for his Hero, he Poem; that a Hero ought to be all that is great and good. heroes of the Poem." _Scriblerus_, though a man of learning, and

title:
  Parodies of Ballad Criticism (1711-1787) A Comment Upon the History of Tom Thumb, 1711, by William Wagstaffe; The Knave of Hearts, 1787, by George Canning


id: 14667
title: A Christmas Garland
author: Beerbohm, Max, Sir
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  that pleased Percy best, and on Christmas Day, especially, he little apt to think of Christmas as also a time for meditation, for with her quick, hawk-like ways, talking about two things at a time; Dawn is that every day shall be as nearly as possible like every Cessation Day. It will correspond somewhat to our present Christmas Christmas Day recurs exactly seven times a week. I look for the time when we shall wish one another a Merry Christmas All we need bear in mind is that on Christmas Day that woman was born Emily Wrackgarth stirred the Christmas pudding till her right arm "Oh, right you are," said Albert, with the air of a man who knew his "Well, Amber, old fellow," he said, "a happy Christmas to you!" "Quite an old-fashioned Christmas, Amber!" said Mr. Berridge, turning time to be the sort of thing that only Dolmetsch could have said.


id: 26797
title: Something Else Again
author: Adams, Franklin P. (Franklin Pierce)
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  For things to which I''ve said "Good-bye!" But men shall quaff thy soda sweet, [I was talking with a newspaper man the other day who seemed "Oh bard," I said, "your verse is free; I said, "he might have done good stuff. And I said, "I''ll bet a nickel I can write that way." LINES PROVOKED BY HEARING A YOUNG MAN Go, lovely Rose that lives its little hour! "This war is a terrible thing," he said, The people said they rather thought he did it as a trick, And writers said: "He thinks about the drooping girls and boys, There was a man in our town who said that he would share But on the word of a travelled man and a bard who has been around, Like me, who knows not what to think! An thou dost ill, shall this be still a poor thing, but mine ode.


id: 1478
author: Stewart, Donald Ogden
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  how", said Colombo, "is dear Mrs. Thyrston?" mind, my dear Thyrston", said Colombo, "doing that egg trick again?" oversensitive, do you not think, my dear Thyrston", said Colombo, "that to business, and now that I think of it", said Colombo, "I believe that "Now, do you tell me, my dear", said Colombo, after an interval, "why search of the land of my imagining, and I think", said Colombo, "that messire Colombo", said the Queen, "you must come and instruct me often." "Now do not weep, oh Queen", said he, "for I am only Colombo whom men perhaps", said Colombo, "I shall return." But they tell how Queen Isabel And in every generation", said Colombo, "there have been "Come, now," said Colombo, somewhat hurt. "Oh do you think so, Aunt Polly?" said little Elinor and she began to "Why Ella dear, of course General Grant is right," said she, for it was

title:
  A Parody Outline of History Wherein May Be Found a Curiously Irreverent Treatment of American Historical Events, Imagining Them as They Would Be Narrated by America''s Most Characteristic Contemporary Authors


id: 984
title: Who Was Who: 5000 B. C. to Date Biographical Dictionary of the Famous and Those Who Wanted to Be
author: nan
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  He showed the world the excellence of two colors, and caused many a man Ambition: ''Ome sweet ''Ome. Recreation: Tea, Week Ends. Ambition: Those good old trusty First man to introduce American-Irish H. E., an American man and woman who had money and Ambition: To keep New York City in the family. Recreation: Tea. Ambition: An invitation to dinner. Address: Tub. Epitaph: Here Lies A Man Who Attempted The Impossible. ELLIOT, George, a lady who wore a man''s name and wrote books. men, he had a good young manhood, saved his money, and entered the Ambition: Those old time lovers. MAN, Sand, an old fellow who visits houses blessed with a child. MAXIM, patron saint of the American-English tourist in Paris, who Ambition: The man of the hour. Ambition: Americans and English nobility. Ambition: A man in love. TIME, Father, a very old man who has been introduced to everybody.


id: 2277
title: Condensed Novels
author: Harte, Bret
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  "I believe," said Lady Caroline, one day, interrupting her maid in a "Are you engaged to marry young Raby," said Little, bluntly. "From your lips, sweet friend," said Lothaw, who came of age and "We have met before," said Lothaw to the lady as she leaned on his arm, The man touched his hat respectfully and said, "My Mary Ann." "If you please, I should like to become a Pagan," said Lothaw, one day, young he is,--a mere child; and yet how noble-looking," said a sweet The young man arose, and cast a loving glance on the lady. "How like old times," said Aramis. "I will be there," said Sir Edward, as he placed his hand on his chest "I see a child," said the Haunted Man, gazing from the pages of the "Ha, ha!" said the Haunted Man, rubbing his hands gleefully; "now for a


id: 2278
title: Condensed Novels: New Burlesques
author: Harte, Bret
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  "Good old bounder!" she said, "and don''t think too much of that "The King!" said Spitz to Fritz quickly. "Too late," said Fritz, as a young man bounded lightly out of the But the King did not laugh; he extended his hand and said gently, "You "Jingle my electric bells," he said, looking at the bright young thing, "Yet," said the First Lord of the Admiralty, with a far-off look, "they "Guess you''ve got suthin'' on yer mind, Dan''l," said his sister. "Why, Dan''l," said Mrs. Bigsby, "ye didn''t let that poor feller"-"All the same," said Mrs. Bigsby to Lummox, "Dan''l might hev looks too much like a hoss trade,'' sez he, ''and I''m goin'' to send the "I say!" said Fitz-Fulke, gazing at the doctor''s costume, "you look "But he is called ''Chevalier,'' and he speaks like a Frenchman," said "Ha!" said a voice near them, "I thought so!" It was the doctor,


id: 36831
author: Widdemer, Margaret
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  [Illustration: a tree with a bird in it (front cover)] A SYMPOSIUM OF CONTEMPORARY AMERICAN POETS ON BEING SHOWN A PEAR-TREE Aside from watching the Pear-Tree and the Grackle, my other principal Arthur Guiterman _A Tree with a Bird in It: Rhymed Review_ 101 It''s not your bird or pear tree, There was a grackle sat on our old pear tree-And now we shall never know, though we watch the tree till April, There were three green birds on the tree, there were three wailing Though the cook said the noise was a tree and a bird ... I tie my shoes politely, a salute to this bird in his pear-tree; To come and say a poem on a Grackle in a Tree: Then I saw a pear-tree, a fowl, a bird, Possessed a Tree with a Bird in it, And sing of what the Tree and Bird did.

title:
  A Tree with a Bird in it: A Symposium of Contemporary American Poets on Being Shown a Pear-tree on Which Sat a Grackle


id: 47792
title: Mr. Punch''s Dramatic Sequels
author: Hankin, St. John
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  As good a wife as any man could wish, [_Impressively._] My dear Lord, never marry a witty wife! "My dear Lord, never marry a witty wife!"] "My dear Lord, never marry a witty wife!"] In plain English, my dear Lord, I find the only way to go on living Leave your wife, and come away with me. SCENE.--_Room in SIR PETER TEAZLE''S house. said to me [_beating time_] "when an old bachelor marries a _young_ attentions and I, knowing her temper [_bowing to LADY TEAZLE_], feared Egad, Sir Peter, in the matter of sentiments Charles, for a long time, Yes, I know, dear. Yes; and I think it''s such a good thing. [_Solemnly._] My dear old friend, I shall return to town to-night if I I begin to think I don''t like the sea at all. Never think _aloud_, dear lady. No, dear lady, I''m not like Antony.


id: 44798
title: The Book of Ballads Eleventh Edition, 1870
author: Aytoun, William Edmondstoune
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  Why dost thou look upon me, with eyes so dark and wide, If thy faithful slave shall venture to observe one little thing; "Hold thy peace, thou Christian caitiff, and attend to what To thy dark and dreary dungeon they shall hale thee back Doth thy trembling bosom tell thee, He hath come thy love to seek? Nay, sheriff, never look thy watch--I guess there''s good Better that its waves should bear thee, than the land thou Thou''lt lay thy pretty paw, I shall leave you for a little, for I''d like to take the air. Looking on thy murdered body, like the injured Daniel Rest thee with thy yellow nabob, spider-hearted "Now hold thy hand, thou stalwart Friar, The breast of thy lover shall shield thee, and cover Come, rest on the bosom that loves thee so well, Should thy throbbing heart then tell thee, that the veteran Heard thee moaning in thy sleep,


