The Ingoldsby legends; or, Mirth and marvels, by Thomas Ingoldsby (Google eBook)

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Page viii - tis true. The elder of them, being put to nurse, Was by a beggar-woman stol'n away ; And, ignorant of his birth and parentage, Became a bricklayer when he came to age : His son am I; deny it if you can.
Page 72 - Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
Page 130 - And a nice little boy had a nice cake of soap, Worthy of washing the hands of the Pope. One little boy more A napkin bore, Of the best white diaper, fringed with pink, And a cardinal's hat marked in
Page 130 - Behold, he is in your power; only spare his life." So Satan went forth from the presence of the Lord, and afflicted Job with loathsome sores from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head.
Page 129 - The Jackdaw sat on the Cardinal's chair! Bishop, and abbot, and prior were there; Many a monk and many a friar, Many a knight and many a squire, With a great many more of lesser degree, — In sooth a goodly company; And they served the Lord Primate on bended knee.
Page 131 - Where the first thing they saw, 'Midst the sticks and the straw, Was the RING in the nest of that little Jackdaw ! Then the great Lord Cardinal...
Page 131 - Midst the sticks and the straw, Was the RING in the nest of that little Jackdaw ! Then the great Lord Cardinal call'd for his book, And off that terrible curse he took; The mute expression Served in lieu of confession, And, being thus coupled with full restitution, The Jackdaw got plenary absolution ! When those words were heard, That poor little bird Was so changed in a moment, 'twas really absurd. He...
Page 178 - Knocking down — very much to the sweeper's dismay-rAn old woman who wouldn't get out of the way, And upsetting a stall Near Exeter Hall, Which made all the pious Church-Mission folks squall. But eastward afar Through Temple Bar, My Lord Tomnoddy directs his car; Never heeding...
Page 468 - Birde as it perch'd upon a bier; That joyous smile was gone, And the face was white and wan, As the downe upon the Swan Doth appear, As I laye a-thynkynge— oh!
Page 131 - Cardinal call'd for his book, And off that terrible curse he took ; The mute expression, Served in lieu of confession, And, being thus coupled with full restitution The Jackdaw got plenary absolution ! When those words were heard, That poor little bird Was so changed in a moment, 'twas really absurd, He grew sleek and fat ; In addition to that A fresh crop of feathers came thick as a mat ! His tail waggled more Even than before ; But no longer it wagged with an impudent air, No longer he perched...

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