The writings of Douglas Jerrold. Collected ed, Volume 3

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Página 159 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, <*> The traces of the smallest spider's web, The collars of the moonshine's watery...
Página 158 - Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow.
Página 133 - We give thee hearty thanks, for that it hath pleased thee to deliver this our brother out of the miseries of this sinful world...
Página 158 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false: at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Página 34 - How do you know what they want ? How should a man know anything at all about it? And you won't give more than ten pounds ? Very well. Then you may go shopping with it yourself, and see what you'll make of it ! I'll have none of your ten pounds, I can tell you — no sir ! No ; you've no cause to say that.
Página 23 - Ha! that's what you always say; but that's nothing to do with it. You must get somebody else to sew 'em, must you?
Página 22 - ... allowed to get a word in. 'A nice notion you have of a wife, to suppose she's nothing to think of but her husband's buttons. A pretty notion, indeed, you have of marriage. Ha ! if poor women only knew what they had to go through ! What with buttons, and one thing and another!
Página 17 - I'm sure, if that's the case. Now, Caudle, don't let us quarrel, there's a good soul : tell me, what's it all about? A pack of nonsense, I dare say ; still, — not that I care much about it, — still, I should like to know. There's a dear. Eh ? Oh, don't tell me there's nothing in it ; I know better. I'm not a fool, Mr. Caudle ; I know there's a good deal in it. Now, Caudle, just tell me a little bit of it. I'm sure I'd tell you anything. You know I would. Well?
Página 12 - But I know why you lent the umbrella. Oh, yes ; I know very well. I was going out to tea at dear mother's to-morrow, — you knew that, — and you did it on purpose.
Página 22 - Oh, you're aggravating enough, when you like, for anything ! All I know is, it's very odd that the button should be off the shirt ; for I'm sure no woman's a greater slave to her husband's buttons than I am.

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