Poems, Том 1J. Johnson, 1782 - Всего страниц: 359 |
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... bids man mark the fleeting hour , And death's own scythe would better speak his pow'r , Then grace the boney phantom in their stead With the king's fhoulder knot and gay cockade , Cloath the twin brethren in each other's dress , The ...
... bids man mark the fleeting hour , And death's own scythe would better speak his pow'r , Then grace the boney phantom in their stead With the king's fhoulder knot and gay cockade , Cloath the twin brethren in each other's dress , The ...
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... bids him draw , To fheath it in the peace - reftoring close , With joy , beyond what victory bestows , Bleft country ! where thefe kingly glories fhine , Bleft England ! if this happiness be thine . A. Guard what you fay , the patriotic ...
... bids him draw , To fheath it in the peace - reftoring close , With joy , beyond what victory bestows , Bleft country ! where thefe kingly glories fhine , Bleft England ! if this happiness be thine . A. Guard what you fay , the patriotic ...
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... Bids equity throughout his works prevail , And weighs the nations in an even scale ; He can encourage flav'ry to a smile , And fill with difcontent a British isle . A. Freeman and slave then , if the cafe be fuch , Stand on a level ...
... Bids equity throughout his works prevail , And weighs the nations in an even scale ; He can encourage flav'ry to a smile , And fill with difcontent a British isle . A. Freeman and slave then , if the cafe be fuch , Stand on a level ...
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... bidding of his hand . He gives the word , and mutiny foon roars In all her gates , and shakes her distant shores , The ftandards of all nations are unfurl'd , She has one foe , and that one foe , the world . And if he doom that people ...
... bidding of his hand . He gives the word , and mutiny foon roars In all her gates , and shakes her distant shores , The ftandards of all nations are unfurl'd , She has one foe , and that one foe , the world . And if he doom that people ...
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... bids the drunkard die , Is far too juft to pass the trifler by . Both baby featur'd and of infant size , View'd from a diftance , and with heedlefs eyes , Folly and innocence are so alike , The diff'rence , though effential , fails to ...
... bids the drunkard die , Is far too juft to pass the trifler by . Both baby featur'd and of infant size , View'd from a diftance , and with heedlefs eyes , Folly and innocence are so alike , The diff'rence , though effential , fails to ...
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Стр. 333 - He that holds fast the golden mean, And lives contentedly between The little and the great, Feels not the wants that pinch the poor, Nor plagues that haunt the rich man's door, Imbittering all his state.
Стр. 307 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Стр. 339 - LITTLE inmate, full of mirth Chirping on my kitchen hearth. Wheresoe'er be thine abode, Always harbinger of good, Pay me for thy warm retreat With a song more soft and sweet ; In return thou shalt receive Such a strain as I can give.
Стр. 71 - Hear the just law — the judgment of the skies! He that hates truth shall be the dupe of lies ; And he that -will be cheated to the last, Delusions strong as hell shall bind him fast.
Стр. 89 - Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.
Стр. 308 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land In a moment I seem to be there; But alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Стр. 102 - Since the dear hour, that brought me to thy foot, And cut up all my follies by the root, I never trusted in an arm but thine, Nor hoped but in thy righteousness divine...
Стр. 170 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropped upon his Bible was sincere : Assailed by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was, a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
Стр. 317 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
Стр. 89 - Yon cottager, who weaves at her own door, Pillow and bobbins all her little store: Content though mean, and cheerful if not gay, Shuffling her threads about the livelong day, Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light...