"Round about Our Coal Fire": A Book of New Games, Original and Selected, with Appropriate Music, Christmas Charades and Songs, Novellettes, and Drawing-room Comediettas

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James Blackwood, 1860 - 240 страници

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Страница 165 - Man is his own star; and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate; Nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
Страница 161 - The boar's head in hand bear I, Bedeck'd with bays and rosemary ; And I pray you, my masters, be merry Quot estis in convivio. Caput apri defero, Reddens laudes domino.
Страница 159 - Come, bring with a noise, My merry, merry boys, The Christmas log to the firing ; While my good dame, she Bids ye all be free, And drink to your hearts
Страница 84 - First may light My shallop o'er the wave to-night ; But she will hide in a little while, The lustre of her silent smile ; For fickle she is, and changeful still, As a madman's wish, or a woman's will. Row on, row on ! — The Second is high In my own bright lady's balcony ; And she beside it, pale and mute — Untold her beads, untouched her lute — Is wondering why her lover's skiff So slowly glides to the lonely cliff. Row on, row on ! — When the Whole is fled, The song will be hushed, and the...
Страница 231 - The Pilgrim's Progress from this World to That which is to come : delivered under the Similitude of a Dream. Wherein is Discovered, The manner of his setting out, His Dangerous Journey, and Safe Arrival at the Desired Country.
Страница 232 - The Planetary and Stellar Worlds: A Popular Exposition of the Great Discoveries and Theories of Modern Astronomy.
Страница 151 - SO now is come our joyful'st feast; Let every man be jolly, Each room with ivy leaves is drest, And every post with holly. Though some churls at our mirth repine, Round your foreheads garlands twine, Drown sorrow in a cup of wine, And let us all be merry. Now, all our neighbours...
Страница 165 - HEAP on more wood ! — the wind is chill ; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.
Страница 159 - Twas Christmas told the merriest tale ; A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.
Страница 149 - Now, now the mirth comes With the cake full of plums, Where beane's * the King of the sport here ; Beside we must know, The pea also Must revell as Queene in the court here.