Poems, Том 1J. Johnson, 1788 |
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... Peace Human Frailty The Modern Patriot On obferving fome Names of little Note recorded in the BIOGRAPHIA BRITANNICA Report of an adjudged Cafe not to be found in any of the Books 310 311 313 314 315 151337 The Love of the World reproved ...
... Peace Human Frailty The Modern Patriot On obferving fome Names of little Note recorded in the BIOGRAPHIA BRITANNICA Report of an adjudged Cafe not to be found in any of the Books 310 311 313 314 315 151337 The Love of the World reproved ...
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... peace - refloring 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 tribe Will fneer and charge you ...
... peace - refloring 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 tribe Will fneer and charge you ...
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... peace , to pleasure , and good pay , When freedom wounded almost to despair , Though discontent alone can find out where , When themes like thefe employ the poet's tongue , I hear as mute as if a fyren fung . Or tell me if you can ...
... peace , to pleasure , and good pay , When freedom wounded almost to despair , Though discontent alone can find out where , When themes like thefe employ the poet's tongue , I hear as mute as if a fyren fung . Or tell me if you can ...
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... peace , His fpirits rifing as his toils increase , Guards well what arts and industry have won , And freedom claims him for her firft - born fon . Slaves fight for what were better caft away , The chain that binds them , and a tyrant's ...
... peace , His fpirits rifing as his toils increase , Guards well what arts and industry have won , And freedom claims him for her firft - born fon . Slaves fight for what were better caft away , The chain that binds them , and a tyrant's ...
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... peace that riot would disturb , And liberty preferv'd from wild excefs , Shall raise no feuds for armies to fupprefs . When tumult lately burft his prifon door , And fet Plebeian thousands in a roar , When he ufurp'd authority's juft ...
... peace that riot would disturb , And liberty preferv'd from wild excefs , Shall raise no feuds for armies to fupprefs . When tumult lately burft his prifon door , And fet Plebeian thousands in a roar , When he ufurp'd authority's juft ...
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againſt becauſe beſt bids bleffings bleft blifs boaſt breaſt cauſe charms Chriftian cloſe courſe defign defire deſpair divine dream earth eaſe Elfe Ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe fame fcene fcorn fear feek feel feem feen fhades fhall fhine fhore fhow fide filent fire firſt fkies flave flow'rs fome fong foon form'd forrow foul ftand ftill ftream fuch fupplied fure fweet glory grace heart heav'n heav'nly himſelf itſelf juft juſt laft laſt leaſt lefs loft luft mind moft moſt mufe mufic muft muſt never o'er peace pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pray'rs pride purpoſe reft ſcene ſeem ſeen ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſkies ſkill ſpeak ſpeech ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtep ſtill ſtrain ſweet taſte thee thefe theme themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand truth uſe virtue waft waſte whofe whoſe wiſdom Worfe
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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. 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. 202 - When one, that holds communion with the skies, Has filled his urn where these pure waters rise, And once more mingles with us meaner things, 'Tis e'en as if an angel shook his wings ; Immortal fragrance fills the circuit wide, That tells us whence his treasures are supplied.
Стр. 327 - Did you admire my lamp, quoth he, As much as I your minstrelsy, You would abhor to do me wrong, As much as I to spoil your song; For 'twas the...
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. 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. 238 - Though blameless, had incurr'd perpetual strife, Whose deeds had left, in spite of hostile arts, A deep memorial graven on their hearts. The recollection, like a vein of ore, The farther traced enrich'd them still the more ; They thought him, and they justly thought him, one Sent to do more than he appear'd to have done, To exalt a people, and to place them high Above all else, and wonder'd he should die.
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...
Стр. 170 - 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. 308 - But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction a grace, And reconciles man to his lot.