JENNY 1 kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in. Time, you thief! who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in. Say I ’m weary, say I ’m sad; Say that health and wealth have missed me; Say I ’m growing old, but add— Jenny kissed me! Note 1. “Jenny” was Mrs. Jane Welsh Carlyle. [back]
What a moment, what a doubt! All my nose is inside out,— All my thrilling, tickling caustic, Pyramid rhinocerostic, Wants to sneeze and cannot do it! How it yearns me, thrills me, stings me, How with rapturous torment wrings me! Now says, “Sneeze, you fool,—get through it.” Shee—shee—oh! ’t...
King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport, And one day, as his lions fought, sat looking on the court. The nobles filled the benches, with the ladies in their pride, And ’mongst them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed: And truly ’t was a gallant thing to see that...
There came a man, making his hasty moan Before the Sultan Mahmoud on his throne, And crying out, “My sorrow is my right, And I will see the Sultan, and to-night.” “Sorrow,” said Mahmoud, “is a reverend thing: I recognize its right, as king with king; Speak on.” “A fiend has got into my house,”...
It flows through old, hushed Ægypt and its sands, Like some grave, mighty thought threading a dream; And times and things, as in that vision, seem Keeping along it their eternal stands,— Caves, pillars, pyramids, the shepherd bands That roamed through the young world, the glory extreme...
HALLO!—what?—where, what can it be That strikes up so deliciously? I never in my life—what? no! That little tin box playing so? It really seemed as if a sprite Had struck among us swift and light, And come from some minuter star To treat us with his pearl guitar. Hark! It scarcely ends the...
