70 ordspråk av William S. Gilbert
William S. Gilbert
A nice dilemma we have here,
That calls for all our wit.
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A pleasant occupation for / A rather susceptible Chancellor!
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A source of innocent merriment.
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A wandering minstrel I - / A thing of shreds and patches.
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All baronets are bad.
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An attachment à la Plato for a bashful young potato, or a not-too-French French bean.
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And all is right as right can be.
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And I always voted at my party's call, / And I never thought of thinking for myself at all.
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And I am right, And you are right, Modified rapture!
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And I copied all the letters in a big round hand.
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And so do his sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts!
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But they couldn't chat together - they had not been introduced.
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Down went the owners -- greedy men whom hope of gain allured: oh, dry the starting tear, for they were heavily insured.
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Dukes were three a penny.
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For you dream you are crossing the Channel, and tossing about in a steamer from Harwich, / Which is something between a large bathing-machine and a very small second-class carriage.
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