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" good we'll part. In his fine, honest pride he scorns to hide One jot of his hard-weather scars ; They're no disgrace, for there's much the same trace On the cheeks of our bravest tars. Then again I'll sing till the roof doth ring And it echoes from wall... "
Short Stories: A Magazine of Select Fiction - Page 512
by Alfred Ludlow White - 1892
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The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club, Volume 1

Charles Dickens, Hablot Knight Browne, Robert William Buss - England - 1837 - 609 pages
...shall gladden his joyous heart, And we'll keep him up while there's bite or sup, And in fellowship good, we'll part. In his fine honest pride, he scorns to hide One jot of his liard-weather scars; They're no disgrace, for there's much the same trace On the cheeks of our bravest...
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The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club, Volume 1

Charles Dickens - England - 1838
...shall gladden his joyous heart, And we'll keep him up while there's bite or sup, And in fellowship good we'll part. « In his fine honest pride, he scorns...• On the cheeks of our bravest tars. Then again I sing till the roof doth ring, And it echqes from wall to wall— To the stout old wight, far welcome...
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The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club

Charles Dickens - 1873 - 332 pages
...his joyous heart, And in fellowship good we'll part. And we'll keep him up while there's bite or sup, In his fine honest pride, he scorns to hide One jot...the same trace On the cheeks of our bravest tars. And it echoes from wall to wall— Then again I sing till the roof doth ring, As the King of the Seasons...
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The posthumous papers of the Pickwick club, ed. by'Boz'.

Charles Dickens - 1838
...keep him up while there's hite or sup, And in fellowship good we'll part. In his fine honest pride, be scorns to hide One jot of his hard-weather scars;...trace On the cheeks of our bravest tars. Then again I sing 'till the roof doth ring , And it echoes from wall to wall — To the stout old wight, fair...
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The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club

Charles Dickens - English fiction - 1838 - 388 pages
...there's bite oriup, And in fellowship (jood, we'll part. n his fine honest pride, he scorns to hide )ne jot of his hard-weather scars : They're no disgrace, for there's much the same trace -in the cheeks of our bravest tars. Then again I sing 'till the roof doth ring, And it echoes from...
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The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club

Charles Dickens - Fiction - 1840 - 609 pages
...shall gladden his joyous heart, And we'll keep him up while there's bite or sup, And in fellowship good, we'll part. In his fine honest pride, he scorns...trace On the cheeks of our bravest tars. Then again I sing 'till the roof doth ring, And it echoes from wall to wall— To the stout old wight, fair welcome...
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Davidson's complete collection of the songs, scenas, &c. of Henry Russell

1850
...there's bite or sup, And in fellowship good we'll part. Let the summer sun to his bright home run, &c. In his fine honest pride, he scorns to hide One jot...trace On the cheeks of our bravest tars. Then again I sing, till the roof d<>th ring, And it echoes from wall to wall— To the stout old wight, fair welcome...
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The posthumous papers of the Pickwick club

Charles Dickens - 1850
...his joyous heart, And we 'lI keep him up, while there 's bite or sup, And in fellowship good, we 'Il part. In his fine honest pride, he scorns to hide, One jot of his hard-weather scars ; They 're no disgrace, for there 's much the same trace )n the cheeks of our bravest tars. Then again...
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The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club

Charles Dickens - 1854 - 362 pages
...the same One jot of his hard-weather'd scars ; trace On the cheeks of our bravest tars. Then again I sing 'till the roof doth ring, And it echoes from...wall to wall— To the stout old wight, fair welcome to-night, As the King of the Seasons all ! This song was tumultuously applauded, for friends and dependants...
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The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club, Volume 1

Charles Dickens - 1864
...Christmas old I We 'll usher him in with a merry din That shall gladden his joyous heart, In his Sne honest pride, he scorns to hide One jot of his hard-weather scars ; They 're no disgrace, for there's much the same trace On the cheeks of our bravest tars. Then again...
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