Poems, Том 1Stereotyped and Printed by A. Wilson for J. Johnson and Company, 1815 |
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... live , the courtly laureat pays His quitrent ode , his peppercorn of praise ; And many a dunce , whose fingers itch to write , Adds , as he can , his tributary mite . A subject's faults a subject may proclaim , A monarch's errours are ...
... live , the courtly laureat pays His quitrent ode , his peppercorn of praise ; And many a dunce , whose fingers itch to write , Adds , as he can , his tributary mite . A subject's faults a subject may proclaim , A monarch's errours are ...
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... live yet : One sad epistle thence may cure mankind Of the plague spread by bundles left behind . ' Tis granted , and no plainer truth appears , Our most important are our earliest years ; The Mind , impressible and soft , with ease ...
... live yet : One sad epistle thence may cure mankind Of the plague spread by bundles left behind . ' Tis granted , and no plainer truth appears , Our most important are our earliest years ; The Mind , impressible and soft , with ease ...
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... LIVE . Too many , shock'd at what should charm them most , Despise the plain direction , and are lost . Heav'n on such terms ! ( they cry with proud disdain ) Incredible , impossible , and vain ! — Rebel , because ' tis easy to obey ...
... LIVE . Too many , shock'd at what should charm them most , Despise the plain direction , and are lost . Heav'n on such terms ! ( they cry with proud disdain ) Incredible , impossible , and vain ! — Rebel , because ' tis easy to obey ...
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... live ! ' Tis done the raging storm is heard no more , Mercy receives him on her peaceful shore : And Justice , guardian of the dread command , Drops the red vengeance from his willing hand . A soul redeem'd demands a life of praise ...
... live ! ' Tis done the raging storm is heard no more , Mercy receives him on her peaceful shore : And Justice , guardian of the dread command , Drops the red vengeance from his willing hand . A soul redeem'd demands a life of praise ...
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... , what no thought can ascertain , Nor all an angel's eloquence explain , Men deal with life as children with their play , Who first misuse , then cast their toys away ; Live to no sober purpose , and contend That their HOPE . 105.
... , what no thought can ascertain , Nor all an angel's eloquence explain , Men deal with life as children with their play , Who first misuse , then cast their toys away ; Live to no sober purpose , and contend That their HOPE . 105.
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Стр. 320 - And thus unto the youth she said, That drove them to the Bell, This shall be yours, when you bring back My husband safe and well. The youth did ride and soon did meet John coming back amain ; Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein ; But not performing what he meant And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went postboy at his heels, The postboy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Стр. 314 - John he cried, But John he cried in vain; That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Стр. 312 - And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton, All in a chaise and pair. " My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Стр. 313 - Where they did all get in ; Six precious souls, and all agog To dash through thick and thin.
Стр. 312 - I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend, the Calender, Will lend his horse to go.
Стр. 223 - 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. 317 - So am I!" But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined 'to tarry there, For why? his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew Shot by an archer strong, So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song.
Стр. 293 - I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And the scene, where his melody charm'd me before, Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more.
Стр. 224 - 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. 316 - Were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he...