's own works reflect the mottled glaze patterns that were found on Sevres pieces at the time.
Their union had been blessed with two children, on whom both parents doated
with that depth of feeling which is unknown to such as have other treasures beside those that spring from nature.
Do you know "Mairzy doats
and dozy doats/And liddle lamzy divey /A kiddley divey too, /Wooden shoe?"
the boast of Trinity, / On which their owner doated
to infinity" (5).
Eliot to high school romance, from childhood misery and the joys of maturity to the neon lights of Tokyo, from The Tempest to "Mairzy doats
and dozy doats
and liddle lamzy divey," a song that clogged the airways in 1943, entered my unprotected brain and has not yet had the grace to go the way of "treadmill." No one can catalogue the contents of the box, and probably that's just as well--many of us, perhaps all of us, would be ashamed of the chaos revealed in our reservoir.
8.20 (280m): Deday (3), Above Board (3), White Harry (3), Tiger Toes (3), Doats
(1), Cheetah (Scr).
(15) What could it mean in a society that regards Miss Bates as "a standing lesson of how to be happy" (29; 255) and "poor Isabella" as "a model of right feminine happiness" for being "full of [the] merits" of the family she "doated
on," while remaining "blind to their faults, and always innocently busy" (17; 140)?
Pick Yourself Up" (3:20), "Zing A Little Zong Mairzy Doats
" (3:22), "Beyond Compare" (2:57), "If I Had You It Had To Be You" (5:11), "(I Asked) The Moon Sometimes I'm Happy It All Depends On You" (5:04), "Shakespeare Lied" (2:59), "Look At Those Eyes" (2:50), "Glitter In The Air" (3:38), "You Make Me Feel So Young" (2:50), and "Smile" (3:13).
The lovers are not only endowed with powerful genitals, but are also charming; Harriet's beau "doated
on her to distraction and had, by dint of love and sentiments, touched her heart" (MWP 114) while she follows her profession with "a peculiar grace of sweetness, modesty, and yielding coyness" (ibid.).
Tom Lee, Edinburgh A Mairzy Doats
And Dozy Doats
was penned in 1944 by Milton Drake, Al Hoffman and Jerry Livingston.
upon her own mother who we told her she wou'd see again in a moon & a half & endeavor'd to shew her the bright side of her dismal situation: both before and after breakfast she was vastly composed tho' you might see her soul sunk within her.