 | John Bartlett - 1874 - 798 pàgines
...that old arm-chair ! The Old Arm-Chair. CHARLES DICKENS. In a Pickwickian sense. Pichwich. Ch. 1. Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy green, That creepeth o'er...are his meals, I ween, In his cell so lone and cold. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. Ibid. Ch. vi. He's tough, ma'am,... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1874 - 412 pàgines
...but stumbled in the path thou hast in weakness trod. 63. Oh! a dainty plant is the ivy green FG Lee. That creepeth o'er ruins old ! Of right 'choice food are his meals, I ween, In his cell so low and cold. The walls must be crumbled, the stones decayed; To pleasure his dainty whim; And the... | |
 | Public school series - 1874 - 408 pàgines
...politicians of the day. He sank into imbecility for some time before he died. THE IVY GEEEN.— Dickens.* II a dainty plant is the Ivy green, That creepeth o'er ruins old! On right choice food aro his meals, I ween, In his cell so lone and cold. The walls must be crumbled,... | |
 | Floral poesy - 1875 - 360 pàgines
...friendship is green in our souls." Dickens assumes the same meaning. THE IVY GREEN. C. DICKENS. OH, a dainty plant is the ivy green, That creepeth o'er...dust that years have made Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the ivy green. Fast he stealeth on, though he wears... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1875 - 890 pàgines
....\\xiv My Life is one demd horrid grind. Ibid. Ch. Ixiv. In a Pickwickian sense. Pickwick. Ck. i. Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy green, That creepeth o'er...are his meals, I ween, In his cell so lone and cold. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. Ibid. Ch. vi. He's tough, ma'am,... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - 794 pàgines
...with struggling gusts to rend An aged sturdy oak. Oh, a dainty pla.nt is the ivy green, That crecpeth o'er ruins old ! Of right choice food are his meals, I ween, In his cell so low and cold. The walls must be crumbled, the stones decay'd, To pleasure his dainty whim ; And the... | |
 | Phebe Ann Hanaford - 1871 - 424 pàgines
...found the following song, which was exceedingly popular in its day, entitled « THE IVY GREEN. " Oh, a dainty plant is the ivy green, That creepeth o'er ruins old I Of right choice food are his meals, I ween, In his cell so lone and cold. The wall must be crumbled,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 pàgines
...command I beautify the land, Creeping, silently creeping everywhere. SARAH ROBERTS. THE IVY GREEN. 0, A DAINTY plant is the ivy green, That creepeth o'er...stones decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim ; And the moldering dust that years have made Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare... | |
 | Elliott W. Preston - 1876 - 206 pàgines
...Long may his noble words survive, to lighten the burdens and lessen the trials of humanity ! — " Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy green, That creepeth o'er...are his meals I ween, In his cell so lone and cold. CANTO I. CANTO I. jj^rcltes. F"r>Tni KE press'd the pageantry of Rome's proud throng ! Through thrice... | |
 | Elizabeth Lloyd - 1876 - 156 pàgines
...plant is the ivy green, That creepeth o'er ruins old ! Of right choice food are his meals, I ween, The walls must be crumbled, the stones decayed. To...dust that years have made Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the ivy green. Whole ages have fled and their works... | |
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The wall must be crumbled, the stone decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim; And the mouldering dust that years have made, Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. Fast he stealeth on, though he wears no... 
