Old Christmas: From the Sketch Book of Washington IrvingMacmillan, 1876 - 165 sayfa A collection of Christmas stories. |
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ancient antique Bantam beautiful beef boar's head bosom bustle Caput apri defero ceremony chaise cheer choir Christ Christmas carol Christmas day CHRISTMAS DINNER Christmas eve church cold cottage countenance dame dance decorated delight dish dogs door enjoyment face fairy Falstaff fat-headed old favourite feelings festival fire fireplace fond Frank Bracebridge frosty gallery girl glittered glow greens hands happy heard heart honest honour hospitality HOUSEMAID humour hung jokes jovial kind kitchen laughing laughter look Lord of Misrule manor-houses Master Simon merriment merry mistletoe morning neighbours night NOTE nutmeg oaken observed old bachelor old Christmas old English games old gentleman old halls Oxonian parson passed peacock peasantry Poor Robin's Almanack present ROBIN ROLLING-PIN romping round scene season seemed servants sound sound of music spirit Squire Squire's tail talk thee tions village Washington Irving Wassail Bowl Wassel whimsical window worthy young YULE LOG Yule-clog
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Sayfa 48 - Lear. The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart, see, they bark at me.
Sayfa 15 - gainst that season comes Wherein our saviour's birth is celebrated, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad ; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Sayfa 82 - Which of thy kindness thou hast sent; And my content Makes those, and my beloved beet, To be more sweet. 'Tis thou that crown'st my glittering hearth With guiltless mirth; And giv'st me wassail bowls to drink, Spiced to the brink. Lord, 'tis thy plenty-dropping hand That soils my land, And giv'st me for my bushel sown Twice ten for one.
Sayfa 71 - Since ghost there is none to affright thee. Let not the dark thee cumber ; What though the moon does slumber? The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number.
Sayfa 138 - ... not exactly do for a lady's ear ; and though I cannot positively affirm that there was much wit uttered, yet I have certainly heard many contests of rare wit produce much less laughter. Wit, after all, is a mighty tart, pungent ingredient, and much too acid for some stomachs ; but honest good humour is the oil and wine of a merry meeting, and there is no jovial companionship equal to that where the jokes are rather small, and the laughter abundant.
Sayfa 118 - Now, all our neighbours' chimneys smoke, And Christmas blocks are burning; Their ovens they with baked meats choke, And all their spits are turning. Without the door let sorrow lie; And if for cold it hap to die, We'll bury 't in a Christmas pie, And evermore be merry.
Sayfa 163 - The boar's head, as I understand, Is the rarest dish in all this land. Which thus bedeck'd with a gay garland Let us servire cantico. Caput apri defero, etc. Our steward hath provided this In honour of the King of Bliss, Which on this day to be served is In Reginensi Atrio. Caput apri defero, etc., etc., etc.
Sayfa 76 - Smile like a field beset with corn ? Or smell like to a meade new-shorne, • Thus on the sudden ? — Come and see The cause why things thus fragrant be.
Sayfa 127 - Oxonian, on receiving a hint from the squire, gave, with an air of the most comic gravity, an old carol, the first verse of which was as follows: Caput apri defero Reddens laudes Domino. The boar's head in hand bring I, With garlands gay and rosemary. I pray you all synge merrily Qui estis in convivio.
Sayfa 161 - Come, bring with a noise, My merrie, merrie boyes, The Christmas log to the firing; While my good dame, she Bids ye all be free, And drink to your hearts desiring.