 And the Priest was ready to vomit, When he hauled out a gentleman, fine and fat, With a belly as big as a brimming vat, And a nose as red as a comet. " A capital stew," the Fisherman said,  Knight's Penny Magazine - Page 2491846Full view - About this book
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - English poetry - 1829 - 424 pages
...guest, Flow of wine, and flight of cork, Stroke of knife, and thrust of fork : But, where'er the hoard was spread, Grace, I ween, was never said ! Pulling...stew," the fisherman said, " With cinnamon and sherry !" Aiid the abbot turned away his head, For his brother was lying before him dead, The mayor of St.... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - English poetry - 1829 - 476 pages
...close of day. Sounded then the noisy glee, Of a revelling company ; Sprightly story, wicked jest, Rated servant, greeted guest, Flow of wine, and flight of...When he hauled out a gentleman, fine and fat, With a helly as hig as a brimming vat, And a nose as red as a comet. " A capital stew," the fisherman said,... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1844 - 296 pages
...where'er the board was spread, Grace, I ween, was never said ! Pulling and tugging the fisherman sat ; And the priest was ready to vomit, When he hauled...away his head, For his brother was lying before him dead, The mayor of St. Edmond's Bury ! There was turning of keys, and creaking of locks, As he took... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...where'er the board was spread, Grace, I ween, was never said ! Pulling and tugging the 6sherman sat ; And the priest was ready to vomit, When he hauled...away his head, For his brother was lying before him dead, The mayor of St. Edmond's Bury ' There was turning of keys, and creaking of locks, As he took... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...where'er the board was spread, Grace, I ween, was never said ! Pulling and tugging the f13herman sat ; And the priest was ready to vomit, When he hauled...And a nose as red as a comet. " A capital stew," the f13herman said, " With cinnamon and sherry !" And the abbot turned away his head, For his brother was... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 614 pages
...have guessed the very wood Where the noble hart had stood at bay, Weary and wounded, at close of day. Pulling and tugging the Fisherman sate ; And the Priest...away his head, For his brother was lying before him dead, The Mayor of St. Edmond's Bury ! There was turning of keys, and creaking of locks, As he took... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1852 - 330 pages
...where'er the board was spread, Grace, I ween, was never said ! Pulling and tugging the fisherman sat ; And the priest was ready to vomit, When he hauled...as a comet. " A capital stew," the fisherman said, (i With cinnamon and sherry !" And the abbot turned away his head, For his brother was lying before... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1854 - 326 pages
...where'er the board was spread, Grace, I ween, was never said ! Pulling and tugging the fisherman sat ; ' And the priest was ready to vomit, When he hauled...belly as big as a brimming vat, And a nose as red as a r.nmp.t. — --I " A capital stew," the fisherman said, " With cinnamon and sherry !" And the abbot... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 456 pages
...close of day. Sounded then the noisy glee, Of a revelling company ; Sprightly story, wicked jest, Rated servant, greeted guest, Flow of wine, and flight of...away his head, For his brother was lying before him dead, The Mayor of St. Edmond's Bury ! There was turning of keys, and creaking of locks, As he took... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 650 pages
...where'er the board was spread, Grace, I ween, was never said ! Pulling and tugging the Fisherman ette ; And the Priest was ready to vomit, When he hauled...gentleman, fine and fat, With a belly as big as a brimming rat, And a nose as red as a comet. ' A capital stew,' the Fi^hern^an said, ' With cinnamon and sherry... | |
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