Punch, Nide 170

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Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman
Punch Publications Limited, 1926
 

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Sivu 541 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Sivu 321 - Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes.
Sivu 74 - We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most — feels the noblest — acts the best.
Sivu 319 - Forgotten her who showed us how, We walk to death or glory : And whether Fate blows cold or hot, Whatever women shape our lot, It's safe to say a Nurse will not Be mentioned in the story. Some other baby far away Is hers to soothe or slap, Some NELSON'S in the bath to-day, Some SHELLEY in her lap ; And when I think, on this small star How many mighty men there are, I call for wine and drain a jar To England's noble Nannies.
Sivu 95 - Even his indolent Amusement of playing with his Dogs and feeding his Ducks in St. James's Park, (which I have seen him do) made the common People adore him, and consequently overlook in him what, in a Prince of a different Temper, they might have been out of humour at.
Sivu 319 - Not every pink and girlish thing That pushes round a pram, The ancient rock-like NURSE I sing, Britannia's virgin dam, That, old as mountains and as stout, From child to child is passed about Till, childless yet, she passes out The lonely British Nanny. For she it was that from the first Refused to judge us by our worst; We might be yelling fit to burst, She crooned a cheerful ditty; Our very Aunts could not deny That we were small and ugly fry, But she with fond prophetic eye Maintained that we...
Sivu 345 - I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.
Sivu 198 - ... that. The idea is that as for a very good reason anything can be chosen the choice is the choice is included. After contradiction it is desirable. In any accidental case no incident no repetition no darker thoughts can be united again. Again and again. In plenty of cases in union there is strength. Can any one in thinking of how presently it is as if it were in the midst of more attention can any one thinking of how to present it easily can any one really partake in saying so.
Sivu 338 - Sir, what about it ? If I can be of big use to you I will arrive on some date that you should guess.
Sivu 251 - Spam's renewed agitation for a permanent seat on the Council of the League of Nations and her claim to Tangier, put forward on August 15.

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