Complete poetical worksGeorge P. Putnam, 1862 |
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... streets , He dropped the bitter missive in a box , Beneath the cakes , and tarts , and sugared treats , In Mrs. Smelling's window - full of sweets . Soon sped the letter - thanks to modern plans , Our English mails run little in the ...
... streets , He dropped the bitter missive in a box , Beneath the cakes , and tarts , and sugared treats , In Mrs. Smelling's window - full of sweets . Soon sped the letter - thanks to modern plans , Our English mails run little in the ...
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... street it dropped , or flung , Right on the hat and wig of Mr. Gunning , The jug that o'er her ten - week - stocks had hung ; Then down the stairs by twos and threes she sprung , And through the passage like a burglar darted . Alas ...
... street it dropped , or flung , Right on the hat and wig of Mr. Gunning , The jug that o'er her ten - week - stocks had hung ; Then down the stairs by twos and threes she sprung , And through the passage like a burglar darted . Alas ...
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... Street at noon , Tailed - like a fat Cape sheep , or a raccoon ! And yet , whate'er absurdity the brains May hatch , it ne'er wants wet - nurses to suckle it ; Or dry ones , like a hen , to take the pains To lead the nudity abroad , and ...
... Street at noon , Tailed - like a fat Cape sheep , or a raccoon ! And yet , whate'er absurdity the brains May hatch , it ne'er wants wet - nurses to suckle it ; Or dry ones , like a hen , to take the pains To lead the nudity abroad , and ...
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... street door right in your face . And now the secrets of the sex thus kept , What passed in that important tête - à - tête " Twixt dam and daughter , nobody except Paul Pry , or his Twin Brother , could narrate— So turn we to Lorenzo ...
... street door right in your face . And now the secrets of the sex thus kept , What passed in that important tête - à - tête " Twixt dam and daughter , nobody except Paul Pry , or his Twin Brother , could narrate— So turn we to Lorenzo ...
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... street urchins de- livered a soiled whity brown packet , closed with a wafer , which bore the impress of a thimble . The paper had more the odor of tobacco than of rose leaves , and the writing ap- peared to have been perpetrated with a ...
... street urchins de- livered a soiled whity brown packet , closed with a wafer , which bore the impress of a thimble . The paper had more the odor of tobacco than of rose leaves , and the writing ap- peared to have been perpetrated with a ...
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