 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
 | William Evans Burton - Wit and humor - 1858 - 586 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 out a gentleman, fine and fit, With a belly as big as a brimming vat, And a nose as red as a comet. 738 THE BED FISHERMAN. "A... | |
 | Thomas Buckley Smith - 1858 - 310 pages
...splitting wreck. Pulling and tugging the Fisherman sat; When he hauled out a gentleman, fine and fat, With a nose as red as a comet. " A capital stew," the Fisherman said, There was turning of keys, and creaking of locks, As he took forth a bait from his iron box. Many the... | |
 | English poetry - 1861 - 304 pages
...never said! Pulling and tugging the fisherman gut; And the priest was ready to vomit, When he haul'd out a gentleman, fine and fat, With a belly as big as a brimming vat, And a nose as red as a eomet. " A eapital stew," the fisherman said, " With einnamon and sherry !" And the Abbot turn'd away... | |
 | English poetry - 1861 - 300 pages
...and tugging the fisherman sat ; And the priest was ready to vomit, When he Iiaul'd out a genlleman, fine and fat, With a belly as big as a brimming vat, And a nose as red as a eomet. " A eapital stew," the fisherman said, " With einnamon and sherry !" And the Abbot turn'd away... | |
 | Archibald Hamilton Bryce - 1862 - 344 pages
...noble hart had stood at bay, Weary and wounded, at close of day. 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. Edmund's Bury! There was turning of keys, and creaking of locks, As he took... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1864 - 452 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. Edmund's Bury! There was turning of keys, and creaking of locks, As he took... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed, Derwent Coleridge - 1864 - 492 pages
...-mwea. itss nerer said : — rsri.sC -Kt^ Ta^iag the Fisherman sat ; Aa3 tie Priea m*s ready to romit, When he hauled out a gentleman, fine and fat, With...away his head, For his brother was lying before him dead, The Mayor of St. Edmund's Bury ! There was turning of keys, and creaking of locks, As he took... | |
 | William Evans Burton - Wit and humor - 1864 - 552 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 brimming vat, And a nose as red as a comet. A lady wondrous fair; But the rose of her lip had faded away, And her cheek was as white and as cold... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1865 - 458 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... | |
 | 1865 - 644 pages
...the board was spread, íiraee, 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 os a comet. ' A capital stew," the Fbherman said, " With cinnamon und sherry !" And the Abbot turned... | |
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