The Common-Place Book of Humorous Poetry; Consisting of a Choice Collection of Entertaining Original and Selected Pieces

The Common-Place Book of Humorous Poetry; Consisting of a Choice Collection of Entertaining Original and Selected Pieces

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1826 edition. Excerpt: ... had cross'd, They found the Chevalier upon his post: He stopp'd the chaise--" Gemmen (says he) I hear " This road is dreadfully by rogues beset; " And, though such valiant men despise all fear, " Perhaps you'll be in danger if you're met." At this their powder'd locks began to bristle: " What shall we do?" they cried, " oh, tell us what!" " Why, Gemmen," said the rogue, and show'd a pistol, " Best leave your cash with me; I'll tell you that." "What! all our money? Nay, for goodness hold." " Yes, all--Quick, quick!" replied the rogue; " your gold! " Make haste! your watches too must be unfobb'd; " Or, d 1 burn me, Sirs, but you'll be robb'd!" THE SHE AND HE DANDY.--But bless me! what! two Nondescripts together! The She, a pile of riband, straw, and feather; Her back a pillion, all above and on it--A church-bell? cradle? tower? no, faith! a bon-net! Ay, and an actual woman in it--able, Rouse but her tongue, to make that tower a Babel. Now for the He, the fellow Nondescript. Whence has that mockery of man been shipt? Has Ross, or Buchan, brought him to console The Quidnuncs for the passage to the Pole? While on her iceberg howls some Greenland squaw, Robb'd of her pretty monster till next thaw! No; Paris has the honour, --"Au que out." " Voila, --the air, grace, shrug, smell of Paris! France gave his step its trip, his tongue its phrase, His head its peruke, and his waist its stays! The thing is contraband. Let's crush the trade; Ladies insist on't; all is best home-made, All British, from your shoe-tie or your fan, Down to that necessary brute, call'd man! Now for the compound creature, --first, the wig, With every frizzle striving...show more

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  • Paperback | 94 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 5mm | 181g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 123660377X
  • 9781236603777