Those dear old bells! their music tells
Of joyous days of yore!
And must we fear the time is near,
When they shall chime no more?
When my SAUCEPAN flies!!!
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>kindle paperwhite
It doesn't look anything like paper, still, just another slate and pen
ye dipped it into bloody what?
a point really is a point...
said a pious sunday school teacher
"Caroline Jones, what do you think you would have been without your good father and pious mother?"
Caroline (who was very much struck with soft appeal): "I suppose, mum, as I should ha' been a horphan."
Homœopathy is a grand science, after all. The similia similibus curantur business is applicable all through life, and comes in even in courting, for you must steel your own heart if you do not want the pretty girl to steal it.
Now my finest cravat and waistcoat are fully drenched with your slimy cornflour!
Art Dealer. That's a magnificent work, sir; perfect little gem; exhibited at the Academy last year, sir.
Customer: Yes, but...er... it's hardly the sort of thing I'm looking for.
Art Dealer: Precisely so, sir. You want a picture on some special subject perhaps?
Customer: Well, not exactly; I want one about three feet by two, to cover up a bit of damaged wall paper in my dinning room.