'Puzzle monkeys', acrostics in prose and verse, by E.L.F.H.T. Bosworth, 1869 |
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... come , But the place proper for my First is home . 1. An Irish cavalry quarter . 2. A town in India . 3. Retaliation . 12 . Time's sweetest beauty , Man's thoughtful day , Earth's brightest blessing , Fading away . 1. Lowly by nature ...
... come , But the place proper for my First is home . 1. An Irish cavalry quarter . 2. A town in India . 3. Retaliation . 12 . Time's sweetest beauty , Man's thoughtful day , Earth's brightest blessing , Fading away . 1. Lowly by nature ...
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... comes that joyous chime , Which makes my Second famous for all time . 1. My First often life does take . 2. My Second's a great mistake . 3. I'm a monsieur in Shakespeare . 4. My leaf makes stains disappear . 5. Dangerous this , on a ...
... comes that joyous chime , Which makes my Second famous for all time . 1. My First often life does take . 2. My Second's a great mistake . 3. I'm a monsieur in Shakespeare . 4. My leaf makes stains disappear . 5. Dangerous this , on a ...
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... come not like C©¡sar's sister ; The wife of Antony should have An army for an usher . " 2. " Why ! she would hang on him , As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on . ¡± 3. " Fear no more the heat of the sun , Nor the furious ...
... come not like C©¡sar's sister ; The wife of Antony should have An army for an usher . " 2. " Why ! she would hang on him , As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on . ¡± 3. " Fear no more the heat of the sun , Nor the furious ...
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... come to answer thy best pleasure , Be't to fly , to swim , to dive into the fire , To ride on the curled clouds . " 6. " Be thou my good . " 7. " Yet neither spins he cards , nor frets , But to her mother Nature all her care she lets ...
... come to answer thy best pleasure , Be't to fly , to swim , to dive into the fire , To ride on the curled clouds . " 6. " Be thou my good . " 7. " Yet neither spins he cards , nor frets , But to her mother Nature all her care she lets ...
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... his term of rule is o'er , Then comes the reckoning hour . 8. A highland word , and also one You find in Irish brogue , As Paddy tells you how he felt When knocked down by a rogue . 105 . Two little words to men of import great 62 ...
... his term of rule is o'er , Then comes the reckoning hour . 8. A highland word , and also one You find in Irish brogue , As Paddy tells you how he felt When knocked down by a rogue . 105 . Two little words to men of import great 62 ...
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18 ÆäÀÌÁö - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur: They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
29 ÆäÀÌÁö - How wonderful is Death, Death and his brother Sleep ! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue ! The other, rosy as the morn When throned on ocean's wave It blushes o'er the world: Yet both so passing wonderful...
36 ÆäÀÌÁö - All hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds ; to thy strong bidding, task Ariel, and all his quality.
29 ÆäÀÌÁö - As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman! A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason...
111 ÆäÀÌÁö - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer. Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear.
29 ÆäÀÌÁö - Fear no more the heat of the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust ARV. Fear no more the frown o...
72 ÆäÀÌÁö - And roused the cavern, where, 'tis told, A giant made his den of old; For ere that steep ascent was won, High in his pathway hung the sun, And many a gallant...
116 ÆäÀÌÁö - Chaldea's seers are good, But here they have no skill: And the unknown letters stood Untold and awful still. And Babel's men of age Are wise and deep in lore; But now they were not sage, They saw — but knew no more.
48 ÆäÀÌÁö - Seemed to have known a better day ; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the Bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry; For, well-a-day ! their date was fled, His tuneful brethren all were dead; And he, neglected...
128 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hence, bashful cunning; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant Whether you will or no.