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She remarked, while calculating coppers to cover the outlay, that she understood it was to be well r-r-r-rhubbed in with the parrum of her hand, and that she was to be thr-rusted not to lit the patiint get any of it near his mouth, she having been borrun in Limerick morr' than a wake ago. She remarked to Uncle Mo that his boy was looking his bist, and none the wurruss for his accidint.
Poor Orlando Crump had found me out by this time, and was standing by my side, listening, as melancholy as possible, to the famous Bohemian Minnesingers, who were singing the celebrated words of the poet Gothy: "Ich bin ya hupp lily lee, du bist ya hupp lily lee. Wir sind doch hupp lily lee, hupp la lily lee." "Chorus Yodle-odle-odle-odle-odle-odle hupp! yodle-odle-aw-o-o-o!"
Christophe brought to these thoughts a boyish and valiant ardor, and the heroic laughter in it showed forth in the last naive and confident verses: Bist du doch nicht Regente, Der alles fuehren, soll, Gott sitzt im Regimente, Und fuehret alles wohl. Not thou thyself art ruler Whom all things must obey, But God is Lord decreeing All follows in His way.
Wer bist du, und was fehlt dir! I read all day, right straight along, and all night, now that it is not too hot. I have always done my reading by periods I read our nineteenth-century poets that way, sixteen hours a day; I read Shakespeare in three weeks that way, and finished the month with Milton. So when I got German, I read Goethe and Schiller, and Moliere and Hugo again.
"Says Father Nolan to me," says he, "tis till death us do part, an' no man put asunder'; an' I'll stand by that, though I'd slice out the bist tin years av me life, if I niver saw her face again." "But the girl, Wonta what a queen she'd make!" "Marry her yourself, and be king yourself, and be damned to you! For she, like the rest, laughed in me face, whin I told thim of the day whin I "
Saufen Bier und Brantewein, Schmeissen alle die Fenstern ein; Ich bin liederlich, Du bist liederlich; Sind wir nicht liederlich Leute a? 'Well said, my hearty Captain! cried Glossin, endeavouring to catch the tone of revelry, 'Gin by pailfuls, wine in rivers, Dash the window-glass to shivers!
"You have been out a long time, then?" "Yes, though it do seem but yesterday, and I han't seen B since. I mind how parson, 'e came to me and axed, 'What! bist gwine to fight for King and Country, Jarge? And I zed, 'Yes, sur, that I be for King and Country and ould Wiltshire.
"Impossible, sirs: ye have been asleep on your posts, or ye must have seen him. He passed this way, and could not have escaped your observation had ye been attentive to your duty." "Well, sure, and your honour knows bist," rejoined the first sentinel; "but so hilp me St.
It is to me finer than Henselt's perfect "Liebeslied," possibly because the ravishing sweetness of the woman's voice answering the sombre plea of the man gives it a double claim on the heart. The setting of "Du bist wie eine Blume," however, hardly does justice either to Heine's poem, or to Nevin's art.
When Mr. O'Callaghan died, after a long, severe, and expensive sickness, he left to his widow a state of unlimited poverty and seven boys. "Sure, an' sivin's the parfect number," she said through her tears as she looked round on her flock; "and Tim was the bist man as iver lived, may the saints presarve him an' rist him from his dreadful pains!" Thus did she loyally ignore the poverty.
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