Aquarelles |
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Author:
| Gerard, James Watson |
ISBN: | 978-0-217-17574-6 |
Publication Date: | Oct 2010 |
Publisher: | General Books LLC
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Book Format: | Paperback |
List Price: | AUD $12.75 |
Book Description:
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: Some vigil sorrow seems to tell And with a sad and warning voice, To mourn while those within rejoice. The drooping lights look sick and wan, The festive crowd is mostly gone; To-morrow will be Sabbath-day, When all good people praise and pray; But still Miss Moda dances on, ? She leads with Smith the...
More DescriptionPurchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: Some vigil sorrow seems to tell And with a sad and warning voice, To mourn while those within rejoice. The drooping lights look sick and wan, The festive crowd is mostly gone; To-morrow will be Sabbath-day, When all good people praise and pray; But still Miss Moda dances on, ? She leads with Smith the CotiUion / What matter, if on Sabbath-day, Good people give their thanks and pray ? And go to rest and sleep betimes, To hear the sweet to-morrow's chimes ? ' T were well, 't would seem, just once a week, Our thanks to give with conscience meek; And, now and then, to recognise A Bounteous Giver in the skies. E'en should we not or praise or love, Some gratitude the heart might move. Such tribute, e'en to men below, Usage polite bids us bestow: Then, why not be polite to Heaven, And thank it for its favors given ? But Moda cares not for these things, ? What go to church when at the Springs ? To hear some droning, stupid bore, Repeat the stuff you Ve heard before; And make a horrid, useless din, About each little harmless sin I always hate the doleful squeakers? They 're sure to bring a fit of vapors ? The Sabbath why, that's well enough; Of course, of that one must approve; Though somewhat stupid, to be sure, The day one can?with sleep?endure. The thing is well enough designed For those to gaiety inclined. Each wearied creature, thus repaired, Is better for the week prepared, ' And, freshened by repose, to taste Its pleasures with a keener zest The ball, at length, like other things, Must have an end?e'en at the Springs; But pleasure still has other schemes Ere yet his tribute Morpheus claims. Some newer follies still incite, And lively orgies end the night: Where, revelling unti...