 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...brave Augustus drives his carriage; There'c poor old Fred In the Gazette; On James's head the grass ia growing: Good Lord ! the world has wagged apace Since...the days are flitting! I mind me of a time that's cone, When here I'd sit as now I'm sitting, In this same place — but not alone. A fair young form... | |
 | 1849 - Страниц: 564
...laughing yet ; There 's brave AUGUSTUS drives his carriage ; There 's poor old FEED in the Gazette j On JAMES'S head the grass is growing : Good Lord ! the world has wagged apaco Since here we set the Claret flowing, And drank, and ate the Bouillabaisse. Ah me ! how quick... | |
 | 1849 - Страниц: 590
...laughing TOM is laughing yet ; There 's brave AUGUSTUS drives his carriage ; There 's poor old FRED in the Gazette ; On JAMES'S head the grass is growing...Bouillabaisse. Ah me ! how quick the days are flitting ! 1 mind me of a time that 's gone, When here I'd sit, as now I 'm sitting, In this same place —... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1857 - Страниц: 418
...There's laughing Tom is laughing yet ; There's brave Augustus drives his carriage ; There's poor old Fred in the Gazette ; On James's head the grass is growing...flowing, And drank, and ate the Bouillabaisse. Ah me I how quick the days are flitting ! I mind me of a time that's gone, When here I'd sit, as now I'm... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - Страниц: 644
...There's laughing TOM is laughing yet ; There's brave AUGUSTUS drives his carriage ; There's poor old FRED in the Gazette ; On JAMES'S head the grass is growing...days are flitting ! I mind me of a time that's gone, \ Wlicn here I'd sit, as now I'm sitting, In this same place — but not alone. A fair young form was... | |
 | 1881 - Страниц: 588
...There's laughing Tom is laughing yet; There's brave Augustus drives his carriage; There's poor old Fred in the Gazette; On James's head the grass is growing : Good Lord ! the world hna watrgcd apace Since here we set the claret flowing, And drattk, and ate the Bouillabaisse. s' Ah... | |
 | 1864 - Страниц: 564
...unwearied affection. The beautiful lines in the ballad of the " Bouillabaisse" are well known :— " Ah me ! how quick the days are flitting ! I mind me...When here I'd sit as now I'm sitting, In this same place—but not alone. A fair young form was nestled near me, A dear, dear face looked fondly up, And... | |
 | 1864 - Страниц: 560
...unwearied affection. The beautiful lines in the ballad of the "Bouillabaisse" are well known : — " Ah me ! how quick the days are flitting ! I mind me...of a time that's gone, When here I'd sit as now I'm bitting, In this same place — but not alone. A fair young form was nestled near me, A dear, dear... | |
 | 1864 - Страниц: 572
...beautiful lines in the ballad of the " Bouillabaisse" are well known :— " Ah me ! how quick the days arc flitting ! I mind me of a time that's gone, When here I'd sit as now I'm sitting, In this same place—but not alone. A fair young form was nestled near me, A dear, dear face looked fondly up, And... | |
 | William Bradford Reed - 1864 - Страниц: 46
...talked to me, I thought of lines of tendernefs, often quoted, which no one but he could have written : " Ah me ! how quick the days are flitting ; I mind me of a time that's gone, When here I'd fit, as now I'm fitting, In this fame place, but not alone. A fair, young form was neftled near me... | |
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Ah me ! how quick the days are flitting ! I mind me of a time that's gone, When here I'd sit, as now I'm sitting, In this same place — but not alone. A fair young form was nestled near me, A dear, dear face looked fondly up, And sweetly spoke and smiled... 
