The Ingoldsby Legends, Or, Mirth and MarvelsR. Bentley, 1865 - 511 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
a-thynkynge Abbot Alured Auto-da-fé Baron Birchington Blogg BLOUDIE JACKE Bolsover brow Buckthorne call'd chair cold cried Dame dead dear deuce Devil door e'en fair fancy Father fear Fiddle-de-dee Folkestone folks Friar gentleman Ghost gone grey half Hall hand hath head heard holy INGOLDSBY LEGENDS Jackdaw kick King knee Lady LEGEND lips look look'd Lord Marsh Marston Hall Master Matthew Hopkins Miss Monks morning ne'er never night nose o'er Odille Old Nick once paused poor pray quoth round Saint scarce Seaforth seem'd seemed seen Shurland Shylock Simpkinson Sir Guy Sir Ingoldsby Bray sits smile Smuggler Bill sort sound stood tail Tappington tell Tenniel thee There's thing Thomas à Becket THOMAS INGOLDSBY thou thought turn'd twas vex'd walk Washford ween whole word young
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Página 68 - Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
Página 118 - Jackdaw sat on the Cardinal's chair! Bishop and abbot and prior were there; Many a monk, and many a friar, Many a knight, and many a squire, With a great many more of lesser degree, — In sooth a goodly company; And they served the Lord Primate on bended knee. Never, I ween, Was a prouder seen, Read of in books, or dreamt of in dreams, Than the Cardinal Lord Archbishop of Rheims!
Página 44 - Statutes in that case made and provided, and against the peace of our Sovereign Lord the King, his crown, and dignity.
Página 120 - He cursed him in coughing, in sneezing, in winking; He cursed him in sitting in standing, in lying; He cursed him in walking, in riding, in flying ; He cursed him in living, he cursed him dying ! Never was heard such a terrible curse ! But what gave rise to no little surprise, Nobody seemed one penny the worse...
Página 118 - The Jackdaw sat on the Cardinal's chair ! Bishop, and abbot, and prior were there; Many a monk, and many a friar, Many a knight, and many a squire, With a great many more of lesser degree, — In sooth a goodly company; And they served the Lord Primate on bended knee.
Página 121 - twas really absurd. He grew sleek and fat; In addition to that, A fresh crop of feathers came thick as a mat. ' His tail waggled more Even than before; But no longer it wagged with an impudent air, No longer he perched on the Cardinal's chair.
Página 511 - As I laye a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, Sadly sang the Birde as she sat upon the tree ! There seem'da crimson plain, Where a gallant Knyghte lay slayne, And a steed with broken rein Ran free, As I laye a-thynkynge...
Página 177 - My Lord Tomnoddy jump'd up at the news, ' Run to M'Fuze, And Lieutenant Tregooze, And run to Sir Carnaby Jenks, of the Blues. Rope-dancers a score I've seen before — Madame Sacchi, Antonio, and Master Black-more ; But to see a man swing...
Página 306 - Mrs. Jones ! what do you think ? — ain't this a pretty go?— — That horrid little vulgar Boy whom I brought here to-night, — He's stolen my things and run away...
Página 119 - The Devil must be in that Little Jackdaw ! " The feast was over, the board was cleared, The flawns and the custards had all disappeared, And six little Singing-boys, — dear little souls In nice clean faces, and nice white stoles, — Came, in order due, Two by two, Marching that grand refectory through ! A nice little boy held a golden ewer, Embossed and filled with water, as pure As any that flows between Rheims and Namur.