Poems, Том 1Timothy Bedlington, 1826 |
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... o'er life's narrow stage ; Then leave their crimes for history to scan , And ask with busy scorn , Was this the man ? I pity kings , whom Worship waits upon , Obsequious from the cradle to the throne ; Before whose infant eyes the flatt ...
... o'er life's narrow stage ; Then leave their crimes for history to scan , And ask with busy scorn , Was this the man ? I pity kings , whom Worship waits upon , Obsequious from the cradle to the throne ; Before whose infant eyes the flatt ...
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... by one of Nature's laws , Unchangeably connected with its cause ; ) But Providence himself will intervene , 440 To throw his dark displeasure o'er the scene . 445 All are his instruments ; each form of war , 22 TABLE TALK .
... by one of Nature's laws , Unchangeably connected with its cause ; ) But Providence himself will intervene , 440 To throw his dark displeasure o'er the scene . 445 All are his instruments ; each form of war , 22 TABLE TALK .
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... O'er all his thoughts , and swell'd his easy sail : 420 His books well trimm'd and in the gayest style Like regimented coxcombs rank and file , Adorn his intellects as well as shelves , And teach him notions splendid as themselves : The ...
... O'er all his thoughts , and swell'd his easy sail : 420 His books well trimm'd and in the gayest style Like regimented coxcombs rank and file , Adorn his intellects as well as shelves , And teach him notions splendid as themselves : The ...
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... o'er the Christian's thorny road ! The soul , reposing on assur'd relief , 455 Feels herself happy amidst all her grief , Forgets her labour as she toils along , Weeps tears of joy , and bursts into a song . But the same word , that ...
... o'er the Christian's thorny road ! The soul , reposing on assur'd relief , 455 Feels herself happy amidst all her grief , Forgets her labour as she toils along , Weeps tears of joy , and bursts into a song . But the same word , that ...
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... o'er ev'ry country sown , 265 With none on earth that thou canst call thine own ; Cry aloud , thou , that sittest in the dust , Cry to the proud , the cruel , and unjust ; Knock at the gates of nations , rouse their fears ; Say wrath is ...
... o'er ev'ry country sown , 265 With none on earth that thou canst call thine own ; Cry aloud , thou , that sittest in the dust , Cry to the proud , the cruel , and unjust ; Knock at the gates of nations , rouse their fears ; Say wrath is ...
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ALEXANDER SELKIRK beams BEDLINGTON beneath bids bless'd bliss boast breast call'd charms courser dark dear deeds delight design'd divine docet dream e'en earth Edmonton errour ev'ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flow'rs folly fools form'd frown Gilpin give glory GLOW-WORM God's grace hand happy hast hear heart Heav'n hope hour int'rest JOHN GILPIN joys land light lov'd lust lyre magick mankind mercy mind muse musick Nature never night nymph o'er once opticks pain pass'd peace pharisee pine-apples pity pleasure poet poet's poor pow'r praise pray'rs pride proud prove publick Rome sacred scene scorn scorn'd Scripture seem'd shine sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach thee theme thine thou thought toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE VIRG virtue waste Whate'er wisdom wrath zeal
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Стр. 5 - When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came ; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, " The wine is left behind ! " " Good lack ! " quoth he ; " yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword When I do exercise.
Стр. 7 - Were shatter'd 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...
Стр. 6 - His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought ; Away went hat and wig ! He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.
Стр. 8 - 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. 8 - 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. Away went Gilpin out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still.
Стр. 3 - Tis easy to resign a toilsome place, But not to manage leisure with a grace; Absence of occupation is not rest, A mind quite vacant, is a mind distress'd.
Стр. 100 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropp'd upon his Bible was sincere ; Assail'd 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. 6 - So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning ; While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws, So famed for his talent in nicely discerning. In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear, And your lordship...