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"onger and those twins did not hurry up and get their teeth quickly, he should have to go away and join the County Council. He could not stand the racket. His wife said she could not see what he had to complain of. She was sure better-hearted children no man could have. Our friend said he didn't care a straw about their hearts. It was their legs and arms and lungs that were driving him crazy. He also said that he would go out with us and get away from it for a bit, or he should go mad. He proposed a theater, and we accordingly made our way toward the Strand. Our friend, in closing the door behind him, said he could not tell us what a relief it was to get away from those children. He said he loved children very much indeed, but that it was a mistake to have too much of anything, however much you liked it, and that he had come to the conclusion that twenty-two hours a day of them was enough for any one. He said he did not want to see another child or hear another child until he got home. ",
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"ocks you over. They all talk. Nobody listens. Watch any two of them. They are both talking as hard as they can go. They have been listening quite enough to other people: you can't expect them to listen to each other. But the conversation under such conditions must be very trying. And then they flirt so sweetly! so idyllicly! It has been our privilege to see real peasantry flirt, and it has always struck us as a singularly solid and substantial affair--makes one think, somehow, of a steam-roller flirting with a cow--but on the stage it is so sylph-like. She has short skirts, and her stockings are so much tidier and better fitting than these things are in real peasant life, and she is arch and coy. She turns away from him and laughs--such a silvery laugh. And he is ruddy and curly haired and has on such a beautiful waistcoat! how can she help but love him? And he is so tender and devoted and holds her by the waist; and she slips round and comes up the other side. Oh, it is so bewitching!",
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"hair,\" says the good old man, feeling the girl's head all over as she kneels beside him. Then they all wipe away a tear. The people on the stage think very highly of the good old man, but they don't encourage him much after the first act. He generally dies in the first act. If he does not seem likely to die they murder him. He is a most unfortunate old gentleman. Anything he is mixed up in seems bound to go wrong. If he is manager or director of a bank, smash it goes before even one act is over. His particular firm is always on the verge of bankruptcy. We have only to be told that he has put all his savings into a company--no matter how sound and promising an affair it may always have been and may still seem--to know that that company is a \"goner.\" No power on earth can save it after once the good old man has become a shareholder. If we lived in stage-land and were asked to join any financial scheme, our first question would be: \"Is the good old man in it?\" If so, that would decide us.",
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"on √ó Subjects Titles Authors Essays Learn Thesaurus Quotations English Usage Skip to the content Home » Yale Book of American Verse » 231 The Duel Previous Article Next Article Contents -BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD Thomas R. Lounsbury, ed. (1838‚Äì1915). Yale Book of American Verse. 1912. Eugene Field 1850–1895 Eugene Field 231 The Duel THE GINGHAM dog and the calico catSide by side on the table sat;’T was half-past twelve, and (what do you think!)Nor one nor t’ other had slept a wink!The old Dutch clock and the Chinese plateAppeared to know as sure as fateThere was going to be a terrible spat.(I was n’t there; I simply stateWhat was told to me by the Chinese plate!)The gingham dog went “bow-wow-wow!”And the calico cat replied “mee-ow!”The air was littered, an hour or so,With bits of gingham and calico,While the old Dutch clock in the chimney-placeUp with its hands before its face,For it always dreaded a family row!(Never mind: I ’m only telling youWhat the old Dutch clock declares is true!)",
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"rvades a well! The water lives so far-- A neighbor from another world Residing in a jar Whose limit none have ever seen, But just his lid of glass-- Like looking every time you please In an abyss's face! The grass does not appear afraid, I often wonder he Can stand so close and look so bold At what is awe to me. Related somehow they may be, The sedge stands next the sea-- Where he is floorless And does no timidity betray But nature is a stranger yet; The ones that cite her most Have never passed her haunted house, Nor simplified her ghost. To pity those that know her not Is helped by the regret That those that know her, know her less The nearer her they get. Emily Dickinson \"Faith\" is a fine invention [cc] \"FAITH\" is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see-- But Microsopes are prudent In an Emergency. Emily Dickinson I'm Nobody! Who are you? [cc] I'M Nobody! Who are you? Are you--Nobody--too? Then there's a pair of us! Dont tell! they'd advertise--you know! How dreary--to be--Somebody!",
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"e In every Christian kind of place. ARMIES IN THE FIRE The lamps now glitter down the street; Faintly sound the falling feet And the blue even slowly falls About the garden trees and walls. Now in the falling of the gloom The red fire paints the empty room; And warmly on the roof it looks, And flickers on the backs of books. Armies march by tower and spire Of cities blazing, in the fire;-- Till as I gaze with staring eyes, The armies fade, the lustre dies. Then once again the glow returns; Again the phantom city burns; And down the red-hot valley, lo! The phantom armies marching go! Blinking embers, tell me true Where are those armies marching to, And what the burning city is That crumbles in your furnaces! [Illustration] MY KINGDOM Down by a shining water well I found a very little dell, No higher than my head. The heather and the gorse about In summer bloom were coming out, Some yellow and some red. I called the little pool a sea; The little hills were big to me; For I am very small.",
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"to \"the owl and the pussycat\" - What is a Runcible Spoon?A traditional childrens poem , or folksong, as the lyrics to the owl and the pussycat have been set to music and recorded by several artisits. The author of the owl and the pussycat was of course Edward Lear (1812 - 1888) and the first publication date of the owl and the pussycat was 1871. Wonderful illustrated graphics have also been set to the words of the owl and the pussycat poem helping to fire the imagination of a child! The burning question remains, however, what exactly is the runcible spoon referred to in the words of the owl and the pussycat poem? The probable definition of this term is that a runcible spoon is a small fork with three prongs, one having a sharp edge, and curved like a spoon. This spoon is used to eat pickles, etc. Picture of Edward Lear The Owl and the Pussycat poemThe Owl and the Pussycat went to seaIn a beautiful pea-green boat,They took some honey, and plenty of money,Wrapped up in a five pound note.",
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"vidently a new kind of rabbit altogether. Summer Days They stared at him, and the little Rabbit stared back. And all the time their noses twitched. \"Why don't you get up and play with us?\" one of them asked. \"I don't feel like it,\" said the Rabbit, for he didn't want to explain that he had no clockwork. \"Ho!\" said the furry rabbit. \"It's as easy as anything,\" And he gave a big hop sideways and stood on his hind legs. \"I don't believe you can!\" he said. \"I can!\" said the little Rabbit. \"I can jump higher than anything!\" He meant when the Boy threw him, but of course he didn't want to say so. \"Can you hop on your hind legs?\" asked the furry rabbit. That was a dreadful question, for the Velveteen Rabbit had no hind legs at all! The back of him was made all in one piece, like a pincushion. He sat still in the bracken, and hoped that the other rabbits wouldn't notice. \"I don't want to!\" he said again. But the wild rabbits have very sharp eyes. And this one stretched out his neck and looked.",
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", and so by wriggling a bit he was able to get his head through the opening and look out. He was shivering a little, for he had always been used to sleeping in a proper bed, and by this time his coat had worn so thin and threadbare from hugging that it was no longer any protection to him. Near by he could see the thicket of raspberry canes, growing tall and close like a tropical jungle, in whose shadow he had played with the Boy on bygone mornings. He thought of those long sunlit hours in the garden-how happy they were-and a great sadness came over him. He seemed to see them all pass before him, each more beautiful than the other, the fairy huts in the flower-bed, the quiet evenings in the wood when he lay in the bracken and the little ants ran over his paws; the wonderful day when he first knew that he was Real. He thought of the Skin Horse, so wise and gentle, and all that he had told him. Of what use was it to be loved and lose one's beauty and become Real if it all ended like this?",
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