" "It makes rhymes, don't it?

How his brother used to snap him up and ask if he had nothing better to do than to dawdle around into Maple Street and swing Prudence under the maples in that old garden, or to write rhymes with her and correct her German exercises!

The bellows has old carved wings round it and round the visnomy is inscribed, as near as I remember, not divided into rhyme,I found out the rhyme, "Whom have we here Stuck on this bellows, But the Prince of good fellows, Willy Shakspere?" At top, "O base and coward lack, To be here stuck!

Although the heroic drama, as we have described it at length in the preceding pages, presented the strongest temptation to the exercise of argumentative poetry in sounding rhyme, Dryden was at length contented to abandon it for the more pure and chaste style of tragedy, which professes rather the representation of human beings, than the creation of ideal perfection, or fantastic and anomalous characters.

The mother repeats her rhymes and verses solely to give pleasure, and if our aim is the deepening of appreciation, there is no reason for leaving the green and grassy path that Nature has showed to the mother for the hard and beaten track of "recitation."

Therefore, penas and arenas would form a feminine rhyme.

With a band of king's players by Bill Shakespeare led, I played many roles, e'en recalled the dead To piece out my plot or to string out my rhyme, Nor considered it theft, more an honor that time, To borrow a plot for a queen or a king, And watch their amuse as my poor muse would sing.

I wrote, 'tis true, some sonnets, plays, To make a living, pass the time In merriment or jest and glee I turned out many a ribaled rhyme.

Or, to get merry, We sing an old rhyme That made the wood ring again In summer time: Sweet summer time!

But here is jubilation in the air And matter made to build the jocund rhyme on, Though in our joyance some may fail to share, Like Mr. RUNCIMAN or Major SIMON, That hardened warrior, he Who won the Military O.B.E. Already dawns for us a golden age (Lo! with the loud "All Clear!"

Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times; Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes, But ring the fuller minstrel in.

" "It's short 'cause I run out o' rhymes," admitted Peggy.

To the child it means a bright point that glitters and twinkles in the sky, and sets him saying an old nursery rhyme.

In the Harz, on Midsummer night, branches of the fir-tree are decorated with flowers and coloured eggs, around which the young people dance, singing rhymes.

In the dream of the Northern poets, The brave who in battle die Fight on in shadowy phalanx In the field of the upper sky; And as we read the sounding rhyme, The reverent fancy hears The ghostly ring of the viewless swords And the clash of the spectral spears.

In the poem called Home, every stanza is perfectly finished till the last: in it, with an access of art or artfulness, he destroys the rhyme.

There is no shadow of reason for supposing a rhyme, or for Field's thinking that any reader would interpret La B. by la beltà.

These verses may rhyme at the will of the poet, provided that three verses having the same rhyme do not follow each other successively.

Beer prompted CALVERLEY'S immortal rhymes, Extolling it as utterly eupeptic; But on that point, in these exacting times, The weight of evidence supports the sceptic; Beer is not suitable for torrid climes Or if your tendency is cataleptic; But tea in moderation, freshly brewed, Was never by Sir ANDREW CLARK tabooed.

[eBook #10515] Language: English Character set encoding: iso-8859-1 ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK RHYMES OF A ROUGHNECK*** E-text prepared by Audrey Longhurst and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team RHYMES OF A ROUGHNECK BY PAT O'COTTER 1918 DEDICATED TO ALASKA The home of the tin can and dog, A waste of snow, ice, and moss.

It was quite unusual that Kurt had not produced a rhyme about her great devotion.

'To J.A.W. I owe the first great knowledge of that other love between man and man, which Whitman has since taught us to call "the dear love of comrades"; and to him I owe that I never burned those early rhymes, or broke my little reedan unequivocal service to me, whatever the public, should it be consulted, may think.

'Had I known that he loved rhyme as much as you tell me he does, I should have hugged him,' i. 427.

Eleanor Teressa Pratt Duncan (A); 2Feb62; R290737. Sunny time spelling rhymes step by step with Betty and Jack.

Much meant it all to me to seek and sing, Ah, Love, but how much more to-day to bring This 'rhyme that first of all he made when young.' Take it and love it, 'tis the prophecy For whose poor silver thou hast given me gold; Yea!