Category: Poetry
A Century of Parody and Imitation
She sat, with her hands 'neath her dimpled cheeks, (_Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese_) And spake not a word. While a lady speaks There is hope, but she didn't even sneeze.
Chapters
1. PART II.
She sat, with her hands 'neath her dimpled cheeks, (_Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese_) And spake not a word. While a lady speaks There is hope, but she didn't even sneeze.
3. Scene 2:P. 231. _As Spencer had ere he composed his Tales._ This probably refers to the Hon. W. R. Spencer, author of _Beth Gelert_, as well as to the one-time fashionable tailless coat...
4. Canto 2, line 297.[78] This line affords a striking instance of the sound conveying an echo to the sense. I would defy the most unfeeling reader to repeat it over without accompanying it by some...
2. Book VIII., lines 568-571.P. 206. _Like those famed Seven who slept three ages_--_i.e._, the Seven Sleepers of Ephesus who, according to a Syrian legend, hid themselves in a cave during the Decian persec...