Recollections of the two St. Mary Winton colleges [Winchester college and New college, Oxford], by an old Wykehamist [E.J.G.H. Rich].

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W. Henry Robinson, 1883 - 199 pages
 

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Page 175 - I've a notion, For our good luck, in such a storm, To be upon the ocean!
Page 151 - Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, Bless the bed that I lie on. Four corners to my bed, Four angels round my head; One to watch and one to pray And two to bear my soul away.
Page 183 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Page 106 - ... dimidium facti, qui coepit, habet: sapere aude; 40 incipe ! qui recte vivendi prorogat horam, rusticus expectat, dum defluat amnis: at ille labitur et labetur in omne volubilis aevum.
Page 175 - And as for them who're out all day On business from their houses, And late at night are coming home, To cheer their babes and spouses, — While you and I, Bill, on the deck Are comfortably lying, My eyes! what tiles and chimney-pots About their heads are flying! "And very often have we heard How men are killed and undone By overturns of carriages, By thieves, and fires in London; We know what risks all landsmen run, From noblemen to tailors; Then, Bill, let us thank Providence That you and I are...
Page 175 - And late at night returning home to cheer their babes and spouses, While you and I upon the deck are comfortably lying, My eyes ! what tiles and chimney pots about their heads are flying.
Page 22 - She's all my fancy painted her; she's lovely, she's divine; but her heart it is another's; and it never can be mine! Too-ral-loo-ral-loo'.
Page 44 - And now the cannons roar Along the affrighted shore ; Brave Nelson led the way : His ship the Victory named ; Long be that victory famed ! For victory crowned the day. But dearly was that conquest bought, Too well the gallant hero fought For England, home, and beauty. He cried, as "midst the fire he ran...
Page 175 - THE ATLANTIC — A WINTER'S PASSAGE. Son. " Lord, father, if mother only knew where we were." -Father. " Hold your tongue, you young scoundrel ; if we only knew ourselves." — Off Long Island, a Father and Son cast away at Sea. " One night it blew a hurricane, The sea was mountains rolling, When Barney Bunting turned his quid, And said to Billy Bowline — " A strong northwester's blowing, Bill, Hark, don't you hear it roar, now? Poor...
Page 178 - And as thy lips the tear-drop chase, Which on my cheek they find, So hope shall steal away the trace Which sorrow leaves behind ! Then fill the bowl — away...

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