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It was McAndrews who told me of her safe arrival. In Annapolis rumours were a-flying of conquests she had already made. I found Betty Tayloe had had a letter, filled with the fashion in caps and gowns, and the mention of more than one noble name.
"For when he rattled with the box, and thought he now had got 'em. 15 The little cubes would vanish thro' the perforated bottom. Then he would pick 'em up again, and once more set a-trying: The dice but served him the same trick: away they went a-flying. So still he tries, and still he fails; still searching long he lingers; And every time the tricksy things go slipping thro' his fingers.
Wash, dress, be brief in praying; Few beads are best when once we go a-Maying." Another well-known poem of Herrick's is: "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying: And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of Heaven, the Sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting.
The moral of the Jesuits' story I think as wholesome a one as ever was writ: the artfullest, the wisest, the most toilsome, and dexterous plot-builders in the world there always comes a day when the roused public indignation kicks their flimsy edifice down, and sends its cowardly enemies a-flying. Mr.
Why, she has more children than she can count." THERE was great excitement in Farmer Green's orchard. The neighbors came a-flying and a-running and a-crawling from all directions. And little Mrs. Ladybug was the cause of the hurly-burly. She had appeared with a strange, flaring object hanging by a cord from her waist if she could be said to have a waist.
Chester, if you knew French I could tell you that better." "I doubt it. Go on, please, time's a-flying." "Well, you see how tragic was that life! Papa saw it and said: 'It shall not be tragic alone. I will build on it a comedy higher, finer, than tragedy. That's what life is for; mine, yours, the world's, he said to me. Mr.
"Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying, "Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry." "What a fine voice you have, Rorie!" cried Vixen. "Have I really? I thought that it was only Lord Mallow who could sing.
Soon she began to talk in little gasps: "Oh, Pansy I think Oh, I'm nearly sure yes yes it must be! it is Uncle's ship! I can see the flags all a-flying Hurrah! Come and look!" Pansy sat on her sister's knee and peeped through the glass. Then both the children started up and waved their arms in the air at the far-off ship.
Pepys sang some verses by Herrick, one of our favourite English poets, set for two voices "'Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time still is a-flying; And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying." The boy had a voice like Mere Ursule's lovely soprano, and Mr.
The entertainment went with varying success after the manner of its kind. The local hits and personal allusions, toilfully compiled and ardently believed in, were received in damping silence, while Rupert Gunning's song, of the truculent order dedicated to basses, and sung by him with a face that would have done credit to Othello, received an ovation that confirmed Captain Carteret in his contempt for country audiences. The performance raged to its close in a "Cake Walk," to the inspiring strains of "Razors a-flying through the air," and the curtain fell on what the Enniscar Independent described cryptically as "a tout ensemble
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