The What-not; or Ladies' handy-book, Volume 4

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Page 152 - ... for want of a nail the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe the horse was lost; and for want of a horse the rider was lost...
Page 222 - Loud quack the ducks, the sea-fowls cry, The distant hills are looking nigh. How restless are the snorting swine! The busy flies disturb the kine. Low o'er the grass the swallow wings, The cricket, too, how sharp he sings! Puss on the hearth, with velvet paws, Sits wiping o'er her whiskered jaws. The smoke from chimneys right ascends, Then spreading, back to earth it bends.
Page 62 - Hail Bishop Valentine, whose day this is, All the air is thy diocese, And all the chirping choristers And other birds are thy parishioners; Thou marriest every year The lyric lark, and the grave whispering dove, The sparrow that neglects his life for love, The household bird with the red stomacher, Thou mak'st the black bird speed as soon As doth the goldfinch, or the halcyon; The husband cock looks out, and straight is sped, And meets his wife, which brings her feather-bed.
Page 222 - THE hollow winds begin to blow ; The clouds look black, the glass is low ; The soot falls down ; the spaniels sleep ; And spiders from their cobwebs peep.
Page 183 - Take care of the pence and the pounds will take care of themselves is as true of personal habits as of money.
Page 77 - Chickweed. — When the flower expands boldly and fully, no rain will happen for four hours or upwards : if it continues in that open state, no rain will disturb the Summer's day : when it half conceals its miniature flower, the day is generally showery ; but if it entirely shuts up or veils the white flower with its green mantle, let...
Page 222 - Quits mutton bones on grass to feast. Behold the rooks, how odd their flight, They imitate the gliding kite, And seem precipitate to fall, As if they Felt the piercing ball. The tender colts on back do lie, Nor heed the
Page 39 - Wind, gentle evergreen, to form a shade Around the tomb where Sophocles is laid ; Sweet ivy wind thy boughs, and intertwine With blushing roses and the clustering vine : Thus will thy lasting leaves with beauties hung, Prove grateful emblems of the lays he sung ; Whose soul, exalted like a god of wit, Among the Muses and the Graces writ.
Page 186 - TWO things, well considered, would prevent many quarrels; first, to have it well ascertained whether we are not disputing about terms, rather than things ; and, secondly, to examine whether that on which we differ, is worth contending about.
Page 222 - And nimbly catch the incautious flies. The glow-worms, numerous and bright, Illumed the dewy dell last night. At dusk the squalid toad was seen, Hopping and crawling o'er the green ; The whirling wind the dust obeys, And in the rapid eddy plays ; The frog has changed his yellow vest, And in a russet coat is dressed.

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