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Page 189 - In all thy humours, whether grave or mellow, Thou'rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow; Hast so much wit, and mirth, and spleen, about thee, There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
Page 54 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one (from whence they came) Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life...
Page 88 - There is no blinking the fact that in Mr. Punch's cabinet John Leech is the right-hand man. Fancy a number of Punch without Leech's pictures ! What would you give for it ? The learned gentlemen who write the work must feel that, without him, it were as well left alone.
Page 1 - The humorous writer professes to awaken and direct your love, your pity, your kindness — your scorn for untruth, pretension, imposture — your tenderness for the weak, the poor, the oppressed, the unhappy.
Page 344 - Not mine, not mine (O muse forbid) the boon Of borrowed notes, the mock-bird's modish tune, The jingling medley of purloined conceits, Out-babying Wordsworth and out-glittering Keats ; Where all the airs of patchwork pastoral chime To drown the ears in Tennysonian rhyme ! * * * * * Let school-miss Alfred vent her chaste delight On ' darling little rooms so warm and bright ; ' Chaunt ' I'm aweary ' in infectious strain, And catch her