A short time ago Mr. Fitzivitz, of Rank end, was seen to be swimming at a great rate and making a most extensive spread in the river plate. Several friends cautioned him not to go so far out of his depth, but he was utterly hee...
O aptly named, Illustrious One! Thou art that flower fair That filled this vast and changeful world With mystic perfume rare - Shedding on all the balmy breath Of countless virtues high,...
The faint sun tipt the rising ground, No blustering wind, the air was still; The blue mist, thinly scatter'd round, Verg'd along the distant hill: Delightful morn! from labour free...
Oor fader lef' ole France behin', dat's many year ago, An' how we get along since den, wall! ev'ry body know, Few t'ousan' firse class familee was only come dat tam,...
I am not prone to moralize In scientific doubt On certain facts that Nature tries To puzzle us about, - For I am no philosopher Of wise elucidation, But speak of things as they occur,...
In all faith, we did our part: generated punctually, prepared adequately, ejected promptly, and swam in the approved manner in the appropriate direction; did all instinctive things well,...
Nature, to him no message dost thou bear Who in thy beauty findeth not the power To gird himself more strongly for the hour Of night and darkness. Oh, what colours rare...
A blue line to the westward that surely is not cloud; A green tinge in the waters; a clamorous bird-crowd; Then far-off foamy edges, and hill-tops timber fringed;...
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required On this he triumphed and was much admired. Another point he handled very well,...
To mute and to material things New life revolving summer brings; The genial call dead Nature hears, And in her glory reappears. But oh, my Country's wintry state What second spring shall renovate?...
Is it not pleasant, now we are tired, and tarnished, like other men, to search for those fires in the furthest East, where, again, we might see morning's new dawn, and, in mad history,...
Never the time and the place And the loved one all together! This path, how soft to pace! This May, what magic weather! Where is the loved one's face? In a dream that loved one's face meets mine,...
Come, step in, gentlefolks, here ye may view An exact and natural representation (Like Siburn's Model of Waterloo[1]) Of the Lords and Commons of this here nation.
It shows varry little sense for fowk to object to a new machine till they've tried it, or to fancy it'll be th' means o' smashin th' trade. Luk at th' paaer looms; when they I wor started all th' hand-loom weyvers struck wark, ...
Its net oft at aw have mich to do wi' parties. Th' fact is aw'm wed, an' young fowk dooant want me, becoss they say aw've made my markets, an' wed fowk dooant oft ax me becoss aw suppose aw dooant oft ax them. But this month la...