This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1852 Excerpt: ...maybe I 'd change my mind: For you know I 'm a bit of a rake, And a trifle might tempt me to break, -Faix, but for your blue eye I 've a notion to try What a sort of old maid you 'd make.' "'Ah! Dermot, win me not, love, To be your bride to-night: How could I bear A mother's tear, A father's scorn and slight? So, ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1852 Excerpt: ...maybe I 'd change my mind: For you know I 'm a bit of a rake, And a trifle might tempt me to break, -Faix, but for your blue eye I 've a notion to try What a sort of old maid you 'd make.' "'Ah! Dermot, win me not, love, To be your bride to-night: How could I bear A mother's tear, A father's scorn and slight? So, Dermot, cease your sueing--Don't work your Nora's ruin; 'T would be my sore undoing If you 're found at my window, dear.' 'Ah! for shame with your foolish alarms--Just drop into your own Dermof s arms: Don't mind looking at all For your cloak or your shawl; They were made but to smother your charms.' "And now a dark cloud rising, Across the moon is cast--The lattice opes, And anxious hopes Make Dermot's heart beat fast: And soon a form entrancing, ---With arms and fair neck glancing, --Half shrinking, half advancing, Steps light on the lattice sill: When--a terrible arm in the air Clutched the head of the lover all bare; And a voice, with a scoff, Cried, as Dermot made off, 'Won't You Leave Us A Lock Of Your Haib.!'" A peal of laughter, loud and long, followed the unexpected denouement of Jack's song, and the handkerchiefs were applied to wipe away the tears which mirth forced from the eyes of his fair auditory. "You must give me that song," said my godfather; "I think I could make a tolerable shift to sing it." "Not for the world," said Uncle Saul, "let it be Jack's song alone. There's not another man in the kingdom could do it justice." It was now far in the night, but we still lingered, unwilling to break up, for we knew it was the last of our holidays. "A plague of this parting," said my uncle, "but for the hope of many another joyous meeting it would be grievous indeed." &...
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Add this copy of The Slingsby Papers: a Selection From the Writings of to cart. $42.69, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2012 by Nabu Press.
