Broad grins; comprising, with new additional tales in verse, those formerly publ. under the title of 'My night-gown and slippers'.T. Caldwell, 1819 - 128 pages |
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Page 33 - Bolus said ; John shook his head. " Indeed ! — hum ! — ha ! — that's very odd ! He took the draught ? " John gave a nod. "Well, how? what then? speak out, you dunce!" " Why, then," says John, " we shook him once." " Shook him ! — how ? " Bolus stammered out.
Page 37 - twas the same, and the next, and the next; He perspired like an ox, he was nervous and vexed ; Week passed after week, till by weekly succession, His weakly condition was past all expression. In six months his acquaintance began much to doubt him, For his skin, "like a lady's loose gown," hung about him; He sent for a doctor, and cried like a ninny, "I have lost many pounds ; make me well, there's a guinea." The doctor looked wise; "A slow fever," he said; Prescribed sudorifics and going to bed.
Page 31 - He had a patient lying at death's door, some three miles from the town — it might be four ; to whom one evening Bolus sent an article, in pharmacy that's called cathartical ; and on the label of the stuff, he wrote this verse (which one would think was clear enough, and terse) "When taken; to be well shaken.
Page 20 - A certain sign it was not down. More strong and strong her terrors rose; — Her shadow did the maid appal ;— She trembled at her lovely nose, — It look'd so long against the wall. Up to her chamber, damp and cold, She climb'd Lord Hoppergollop's stair;— Three stories high — long, dull, and old, — As great Lords
Page 32 - Next morning early, Bolus rose; And to the patient's house he goes Upon his pad, Who a vile trick of stumbling had: It was indeed a very sorry hack; But that's of course...
Page 39 - says Will. Says the host, " Why this passion? In that excellent bed died three people of fashion. Why so crusty, good sir?
Page 38 - I've enough of them there without paying for drugs ! ' Will kicked out the doctor ; but when ill indeed, e'en dismissing the doctor don't always succeed ; so, calling his host, he said : ' Sir, do you know, I'm the fat single gentleman six months ago ? Look'e, landlord, I think...
Page 118 - Dozing with headaches till the afternoon, Lose half men's regular estate of sun, By borrowing too largely of the moon. One of this kidney— Toby Tosspot hight — Was coming from the " Bedford " late at night; And being Bacchi plenus, full of wine, Although he had a tolerable notion Of aiming at progressive motion, 'Twasn't direct, — 'twas serpentine.
Page 29 - His name was Bolus. Benjamin Bolus, though in trade, (Which oftentimes will genius fetter) Read works of fancy, it is said, And cultivated the belles lettres.
Page 119 - twas serpentine. He worked with sinuosities, along, Like Monsieur Corkscrew, worming through a cork, Not straight, like Corkscrew's proxy, stiff Don Prong, a fork. At length, with near four bottles in his pate, He saw the moon shining on Shove's brass plate, When reading, " Please to ring the bell," And being civil beyond measure, " Ring it !" says Toby — " Very well ; "I'll ring it with a deal of pleasure.