 MY pensive Public, wherefore look you sad? I had a grandmother, she kept a donkey To carry to the mart her crockery ware, And when that donkey look'd me in the face, His face was sad ! and you are sad, my Public ! Joy should be yours : this tenth day...  Rejected Addresses, Or, The New Theatrum Poetarum - Page 76by James Smith, Horace Smith - 1812 - 127 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1812 - 532 pages
...the tuneful brotherhood will consider it as a respectable eclogue. This is the introduction — - My pensive Public, wherefore look you sad ? I had a grandmother,...was sad ! and you are sad, my Public ! Joy should be yoars : this tenth day of October Again assembles us in Drury Lane. Long wept my eye to see the timber... | |
 | 1813 - 562 pages
...The mournful yet familiar sentimentality of these " Musings" opens an exquisite vein of humour: " My pensive public, wherefore look you sad? I had a grandmother,...my eye to see the timber planks That hid our ruins; many a day I cried Ah me! I fear they never will rebuild it! Till on one eve, one joyful Monday eve,... | |
 | James Smith, Horace Smith - 1813 - 472 pages
...sodalibns olim Credebat Hbris ; nc(|ur si male ceeierat, usquam Decurrens alio, oeque bi bene. Ho BAT. MY pensive Public, wherefore look you sad ? I had a grandmother,...my eye to see the timber planks That hid our ruins ; many a day I cried, Ah me ! I fear they never will rebuild it 1 Till on one eve, one joyful Monday... | |
 | 1813 - 554 pages
...The mournful yet familiar sentimentality of these " Musings" opens an exquisite vein of humour: " My pensive public, wherefore look you sad? I had a grandmother,...yours: this tenth day of October Again assembles us in Drury-lane. Long wept my eye to see the timber planks „ That hid our ruins; many a (lay I cried Ah... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1813 - 540 pages
...characteristical pathos and simplicity, and put us much in mind of the affecting story of old Poulter's mare. ' My pensive Public, wherefore look you sad ? I had a grandmother,...face, His face was sad ! and you are sad, my Public !' Under the title of ' The Theatre,' we find an imitation of Mr. Crabbe, which is, perhaps, upon the... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1813 - 544 pages
...mind of the affecting story of old Poulter's mare. i My pensive Public, wherefore look you sad f 1 had a grandmother, she kept a donkey To carry to the...face, His face was sad ! and you are sad, my Public !' Under the title of ' The Theatre,' we find an imitation of Mr. Crabbe, which is, perhaps, upon the... | |
 | 1813 - 558 pages
...The mournful yet familiar sentimentality of these " Musings" opens an exquisite vein of humour : " My pensive public, wherefore look you sad ? I had a grandmother, she kept a donkey To carry to the marl her crockery ware, And when that donkey look'd me in the face, His face was sad ! and you are... | |
 | 1824 - 494 pages
...prodigious superstructure from a sonnet on a dove. To tht Editor of the Atlantic Magazintl THE PUBLIC. My pensive public, wherefore look you sad? I had a grandmother,...crockery ware, And when that donkey look'd me in the faee His face was sad ! and you are sad my public 1 IT is not so easy a thing to write an article in... | |
 | Robert Mudie - 1825 - 722 pages
...proof ! howgreat your wisdom there" THE BRITISH PUBLIC, . IN 1819. " My pensi?e Public, -wherefore are you sad ? I had a grandmother, she kept a donkey,...to the mart her crockery ware, And when that donkey looked me in the face, His face was sad ; and you are sad, my Public." ' ' HEJ. ADD. IT was formerly... | |
 | 1833 - 930 pages
...MAGAZINE. No. I. MAY, 1832. VOL. I. INTRODUCTION. My gentle Public ! wherefore look ye tad ! I bad a grandmother — she kept a Donkey To carry to the mart her crockery- ware : And when that Donkey looked her in the face, Its face was sad— and you are sad, my Public!— Joy should be yours ! I... | |
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