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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... bear me Witnefs , lis ' Sons ! Pierce but the Cruft - the Gravy runs The Tafter licks his Lips , and cries , " O RARE BEN TYRRELL'S MUTTON PIES ! " But hold - no more - I've faid enough- Or else my Pies may prove a PUFF . Ᏼ Ꭼ . BEN ...
... bear me Witnefs , lis ' Sons ! Pierce but the Cruft - the Gravy runs The Tafter licks his Lips , and cries , " O RARE BEN TYRRELL'S MUTTON PIES ! " But hold - no more - I've faid enough- Or else my Pies may prove a PUFF . Ᏼ Ꭼ . BEN ...
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... : SQUAB PIE in Cornwall only can they make , In Norfolk DUMPLING , and in Salop CAKE ; But Oxford now from all shall bear the Prize Fam'd , as for Saufages , for MUTTON - PIES , MUT- MUTTON PIES for the ASSIZES . BEHOLD , March 1 ( 18 )
... : SQUAB PIE in Cornwall only can they make , In Norfolk DUMPLING , and in Salop CAKE ; But Oxford now from all shall bear the Prize Fam'd , as for Saufages , for MUTTON - PIES , MUT- MUTTON PIES for the ASSIZES . BEHOLD , March 1 ( 18 )
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... bear to wafte his whole Age Amid the Dulness of a College , " Debarr'd the common Joys of Life , " And that prime Bliss a loving Wife ! " O ! what's a Table richly spread " Without a Woman at its Head ! " Would fome fnug benefice but ...
... bear to wafte his whole Age Amid the Dulness of a College , " Debarr'd the common Joys of Life , " And that prime Bliss a loving Wife ! " O ! what's a Table richly spread " Without a Woman at its Head ! " Would fome fnug benefice but ...
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... bear fome Alderman ferene To fragant Hampstead's fylvan scene . Nor higher scarce thy Merit rifes Among the polish'd Sons of Ifis . Hir'd for a folitary Crown , Can't thou to Schemes invite the Gown ? Go , tempt fome Prig , pretending ...
... bear fome Alderman ferene To fragant Hampstead's fylvan scene . Nor higher scarce thy Merit rifes Among the polish'd Sons of Ifis . Hir'd for a folitary Crown , Can't thou to Schemes invite the Gown ? Go , tempt fome Prig , pretending ...
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... bear The fovereign Thund'rer's Arms in Air , And shake thy native pole ! - II . Oh cruel Fate ! what barbarous hand , What more than Gothic Ire , At fome fierce Tyrant's dread Command , To check thy daring Fire , Has Has plac'd thee in ...
... bear The fovereign Thund'rer's Arms in Air , And shake thy native pole ! - II . Oh cruel Fate ! what barbarous hand , What more than Gothic Ire , At fome fierce Tyrant's dread Command , To check thy daring Fire , Has Has plac'd thee in ...
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