The Oxford Sausage: Or, Select Poetical Pieces, Written by the Most Celebrated Wits of the University of OxfordS. Watson, 1766 - 190 pages |
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... Squire ; Not over weighty in the Purse , But many Doctors have done worfe : And though the boafts no Charms divine , Yet she can carve , and make Birch Wine . Thus fixt , content he taps his Barrel , Exhorts his Neighbours not to ...
... Squire ; Not over weighty in the Purse , But many Doctors have done worfe : And though the boafts no Charms divine , Yet she can carve , and make Birch Wine . Thus fixt , content he taps his Barrel , Exhorts his Neighbours not to ...
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... Squires that fear neither Hills nor rough Rocks , And think you're full wife when you outwit a fox Enrich your poor brains and expose them no more , Learn Greek , and feek Glory from hunting the Boar . Derry down , & c EPI EPIGRAM on an ...
... Squires that fear neither Hills nor rough Rocks , And think you're full wife when you outwit a fox Enrich your poor brains and expose them no more , Learn Greek , and feek Glory from hunting the Boar . Derry down , & c EPI EPIGRAM on an ...
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... Squires e'er long , Will dread the paffing Fair . -Fa , la : Think what will good Lord Harcourt do , Now Newnham Woods are fir'd by you ! Fa , la ! On a BEAUTY with ILL QUALITIES . Iftaken Nature here has join'd Μ Ma A beauteous face ...
... Squires e'er long , Will dread the paffing Fair . -Fa , la : Think what will good Lord Harcourt do , Now Newnham Woods are fir'd by you ! Fa , la ! On a BEAUTY with ILL QUALITIES . Iftaken Nature here has join'd Μ Ma A beauteous face ...
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... Squire Bodling My Daughter Ford admires a Codling- It rain'd fo dreadful cou'd not go , He and Mifs James , and Mrs. Sloe , So far as Tewksbury laft Week Sure , John , you heard Mifs Idle speak ! You faw Mifs Drawbridge , Maem , last ...
... Squire Bodling My Daughter Ford admires a Codling- It rain'd fo dreadful cou'd not go , He and Mifs James , and Mrs. Sloe , So far as Tewksbury laft Week Sure , John , you heard Mifs Idle speak ! You faw Mifs Drawbridge , Maem , last ...
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... Squire of odd Ronown.- A Druid's facred Form he bore , His Robes a Girdle bound : Deep vers'd he was in antient Lore , In Cuftoms old , profound . A Stick torn from that hallow'd Tree , Where Chaucer us'd to fit , And tell his Tales ...
... Squire of odd Ronown.- A Druid's facred Form he bore , His Robes a Girdle bound : Deep vers'd he was in antient Lore , In Cuftoms old , profound . A Stick torn from that hallow'd Tree , Where Chaucer us'd to fit , And tell his Tales ...
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beft boaft Breaſt Cauſe CELEBRATED SONG Charms chear CHRISTOPHER PITT chufe Church Langton claffic CORYDON dear Derry divine Duft Dulneſs E'en e'er EPIGRAM erft ev'ry Eyes facred fafely faid fair Fame Faſhion Fate feem feen fhall fhine fhould fing firft firſt fome Friar Friend ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fwelling fwopping Genius Glafs Grace grave Grove hear HERTFORD COLLEGE himſelf Honour infpire juft King laft laſt lefs Light Ages loft lov'd Love Maem Mallard merum Mifs mighty mild Ale moft moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt myſelf Nando's ne'er o'er once Oxford pafs paſt Pimperne pleaſe Pleaſure Poet Pow'r Praiſe Pride Reaſon reft Rhyme rife ſcarce ſhall ſhe ſome Song Soul ſpreads Squires ſtill Sword Tafte Taſte tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou Thought thro turn'd Twas Vafe Verfe Verſe ween Whofe whoſe wife Youth
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Page 39 - HAPPY the man, who, void of cares and strife, In silken or in leathern purse retains A Splendid Shilling : he nor hears with pain New oysters...
Page 57 - When agen the Cricket's gay (Little Cricket, full of Play) Can afford his Tube to feed With the fragrant Indian weed : Pleasure for a Nose divine, Incense of the God of Wine. Happy thrice, and thrice agen, Happiest he of happy Men.
Page 39 - Wisheth her health, and joy, and equal love. Meanwhile, he smokes, and laughs at merry tale, Or pun ambiguous, or conundrum quaint. But I, whom griping penury surrounds, And Hunger, sure attendant upon Want, With scanty offals, and small acid tiff, (Wretched repast!) my meagre corpse sustain: Then solitary walk, or doze at home...
Page 176 - For oh ! the boasted privilege how dear, How great the pride, to gain a Jockey's ear ! — See, like a routed...
Page 62 - Come, jovial pipe, and bring along Midnight revelry and song ; The merry catch, the madrigal, That echoes sweet in city hall ; The parson's pun, the smutty tale Of country justice o'er his ale.
Page 33 - Reports attraft the Lawyer's parting Eyes, Novels Lord Fopling and Sir Plume require; For Songs and Plays the Voice of Beauty cries, And Senfe and Nature Grandifon defire.
Page 23 - Up yon green slope, of hazels trim, An avenue so cool and dim, Shall to an arbour at the end, In spite of gout, entice a friend. My predecessor lov'd devotion — But of a garden had no notion.
Page 43 - Of loving friend delights ; distressed, forlorn, Amidst the horrors of the tedious night, Darkling I sigh, and feed with dismal thoughts My anxious mind ; or sometimes mournful verse Indite, and sing of groves and myrtle shades, Or desperate lady near a purling stream, Or lover pendent on a willow-tree.
Page 48 - Not unexperienced ; while the tedious toil Slides unregarded. Let the tender swain Each morn regale on nerve-relaxing tea, Companion meet of languor-loving nymph: Be mine each morn with eager appetite And hunger undissembled, to repair To friendly buttery; there on smoking crust And foaming Ale to banquet unrestrain'd, Material breakfast!
Page 24 - Rides a sleek mare with purple housing, To share the monthly club's carousing ; Of Oxford pranks facetious tells, And — but on Sundays — hears no bells ; Sends presents of his choicest fruit...