 But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that,...  The Little Book of Society Verse - 268 psl.1922 - 355 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Park Benjamin, Oliver Wendell Holmes, John Osborne Sargent - 1833 - 114 psl.
...rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The... | |
 | 1836 - 418 psl.
...rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. " I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here...hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer !" or this, of a girl's losing her lover : ' Down fell that pretty innocent as falls a snow white lamb,... | |
 | 1836 - 694 psl.
...rests upon his chin Like a stall', And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. " I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that, "And if I should live to be The last leaf upon... | |
 | 1836 - 268 psl.
...rests upon his- chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his buck; And a melancholy crack In his laugh, I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The... | |
 | 1836 - 706 psl.
...And a crook ie in his back, And a melniicholy crack In hie luugh. 'I know it is a sin Forme to ait and grin At him here, But the old three-cornered hat. And the breeches — and all that, Are *o queer! ' And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring — Let them smile... | |
 | 1836 - 676 psl.
...grin At him here, But Iho old thrpp-cornered hat, And the hreerhes — sud all that, Are so queer 1 * And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In tho spring — Let the» smile as I do now At the old fnrsakcn bough. Where I cling.1 4 LITERARY RECORD.... | |
 | 1839 - 372 psl.
...lady ; she is dead Long ago— That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow .' I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here...hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer .' We should like to know the whereabouts of the mysterious Mrs. *••', and why this anonymem laJy's... | |
 | William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1839 - 368 psl.
...she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose III tiit- зiWW.' I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here...three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are to guter l We should like to know the whereabouts of the mysterious Mrs. '**•, and why this anonyo... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 304 psl.
...rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here,...if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree „ 'm In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. THE BIRTH... | |
 | 1841 - 376 psl.
...rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here,...Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough I THINK OF THEE. BY OBOBeK n. PBBVTICB. I THiXi of thee. when morninir springs From sleep with plumage... | |
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