Confessions of country quarters, Volum 635 |
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Pàgina 20
... Simpkins , who liked being genteel , which was overruled altogether , pooh - poohed , by a choral under - growl of whiskey - punch , -we had commenced moistening our military clay , which had been somewhat roughly kneaded by the day's ...
... Simpkins , who liked being genteel , which was overruled altogether , pooh - poohed , by a choral under - growl of whiskey - punch , -we had commenced moistening our military clay , which had been somewhat roughly kneaded by the day's ...
Pàgina 26
... Simpkins tossing him his to read , which that smart young subaltern was very anxious should be read out publicly , he being very proud of it , for it came from a dragoon , on being acquainted with whom he glorified himself hugely , who ...
... Simpkins tossing him his to read , which that smart young subaltern was very anxious should be read out publicly , he being very proud of it , for it came from a dragoon , on being acquainted with whom he glorified himself hugely , who ...
Pàgina 29
... Simpkins , somewhat of fended , " I do not know what makes him think I am to put up with such a slow filly . " ( It was the handwriting of the dragoon that inspired him with the eques- trian synonym ; he generally called the fair ...
... Simpkins , somewhat of fended , " I do not know what makes him think I am to put up with such a slow filly . " ( It was the handwriting of the dragoon that inspired him with the eques- trian synonym ; he generally called the fair ...
Pàgina 30
... Simpkins's sal- low face at this . " Haw ! " said he ; " slap- up fellows those dragoons are . " " Well , what next ? " said Jenkins . " So take compassion on her ; -com- pashon , " spelt Popkins . " He must have written in a hurry ...
... Simpkins's sal- low face at this . " Haw ! " said he ; " slap- up fellows those dragoons are . " " Well , what next ? " said Jenkins . " So take compassion on her ; -com- pashon , " spelt Popkins . " He must have written in a hurry ...
Pàgina 47
... Simpkins , or more likely Holster , who was an incurable , irre- trievable , hopeless snob , with a gigantic opinion of himself , and a maniacal self- idolatry of his character of a cavalry officer . Now I had no objection to bringing ...
... Simpkins , or more likely Holster , who was an incurable , irre- trievable , hopeless snob , with a gigantic opinion of himself , and a maniacal self- idolatry of his character of a cavalry officer . Now I had no objection to bringing ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 259 - Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Pàgina 248 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Pàgina 126 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Pàgina 197 - The endeavour of this present breath may buy That honour, which shall bate his scythe's keen edge, And make us heirs of all eternity.
Pàgina 126 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men. A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell...
Pàgina 109 - The glorious, pious and immortal memory of the great and good King William — not forgetting Oliver Cromwell, who assisted in redeeming us from Popery, slavery, arbitrary power, brass money and wooden shoes.
Pàgina 11 - And God said, Let there be lights in the firmament of heaven, to divide the day from the night ; and let them be for signs, and for seasons, and for days, and for years.
Pàgina 20 - Act, other than the Person thereunto authorized by Law, shall assume or use the Name, Style, or Title of Archbishop of any Province, Bishop of any Bishoprick, or Dean of any Deanery, in England or Ireland, he shall for every such Offence forfeit and pay the Sum of One hundred Pounds.
Pàgina 256 - They come, in dim procession led, The cold, the faithless, and the dead ; As warm each hand, each brow as gay, As if they parted yesterday.
Pàgina 183 - Why, soldiers, why Should we be melancholy, boys, Why, soldiers, why ? Whose business 'tis to die...