And roughly spake My father : ' Tut, you know them not, the girls. Boy, when I hear you prate I almost think That idiot legend credible. Look you, sir ! Man is the hunter; woman is his game. The sleek and shining creatures of the chase, We hunt them for... The Princess: A Medley - Page 105by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 183 pagesFull view - About this book
| England - 1849 - 792 pages
...says: — " ' Tut, you know them not, the girls : They prize hard knocks, and to be 'won by force. Boy, there's no rose that's half so dear to them As...and sounding beauteous battle, comes With the air of trumpets round him, and leaps in Among the women, suares them by the score, Flatter'd and fluster 'd,... | |
| 1849 - 608 pages
...king says : " ' Tut, you know them not, the girls ; They prize hard knocks, and to be won by force. Boy, there's no rose that's half so dear to them As...and sounding beauteous battle, comes With the air of trumpets round him, and leaps in Among the women, snares them by the score, Flatter'd and fluster'd... | |
| American periodicals - 1848 - 572 pages
...' Tut, yon know them not, the girls : They prize hard knocks and to be won by force. Boy, there 's no rose that's half so dear to them As' he that does the thin£ they dare not do, Breathing and sounding beauteous battle, comet With the air of the trumpet... | |
| Scotland - 1849 - 864 pages
...king says: — " ' Tut, yon know them not, the girls : They prize hard knocks, and to be won by force. Boy, there's no rose that's half so dear to them As...and sounding beauteous battle, comes With the air of trumpets round him, and leaps in Among the women, snares them by the score, Flatter'd and fluster'd,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 pages
...hear you prate I almost think That idiot legend credible. Look you, Sir ! Man is the hunter; woman is his game; The sleek and shining creatures of the chase,...Wheedling and siding with them ! Out ! for shame .' Boy, there 's no rose that 's half so dear to them As he that does the thing they dare not do, Breathing... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 316 pages
...love us for it, and we ride them down. Wheedling and siding with them ! Out! for shame ! Boy, there 's no rose that's half so dear to them As he that does...dare not do, Breathing and sounding beauteous battle, conies With the air of the trumpet round him, and leaps in Among the women, snares them by the score,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 pages
...hear you prate I almost think That idiot legend credible. Look you, Sir ! Man is the hunter ; woman is his game ; The sleek and shining creatures of the...rose that's half so dear to them As he that does the tiling they dare not do, Breathing and sounding beauteous battle, comes With the air of the trumpet... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 pages
...hear you prate I almost think That idiot legend credible. Look you, Sir ! Man is the hunter ; woman is his game ; The sleek and shining creatures of the...Wheedling and siding with them ! Out ! for shame ! Boy, there 's no rose that's half so dear to them As he that does the thing they dare not do, Breathing... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1866 - 398 pages
...hear you prate I almost think That idiot legend credible. Look you, Sir ! Man is the hunter ; woman is his game ; The sleek and shining creatures of the...them ! Out ! for shame Boy, there's no rose that's hah'' so dear to them As he that does the thing they dare not do, Breathing and sounding beauteous... | |
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