Poems, Том 1J. Johnson, 1788 |
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... true , Who , for the fake of filling with one blast The poft - horns of all Europe , lays her wafte . Think yourself station'd on a tow'ring rock , To fee a people scatter'd like a flock , Some royal mastiff panting at their heels ...
... true , Who , for the fake of filling with one blast The poft - horns of all Europe , lays her wafte . Think yourself station'd on a tow'ring rock , To fee a people scatter'd like a flock , Some royal mastiff panting at their heels ...
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... True . While they live , the courtly laureat pays His quit - rent ode , his pepper - corn of praise , And many a dunce whose fingers itch to write , Adds , as he can , his tributary mite ; A fubject's faults , a subject may proclaim , A ...
... True . While they live , the courtly laureat pays His quit - rent ode , his pepper - corn of praise , And many a dunce whose fingers itch to write , Adds , as he can , his tributary mite ; A fubject's faults , a subject may proclaim , A ...
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... true merriment and glee , As if he heard his king fay - Slave be free . Thus happiness depends , as nature shews , Lefs on exterior things than most suppose . Vigilant Vigilant over all that he has made , Kind Providence TABLE TALK . 13.
... true merriment and glee , As if he heard his king fay - Slave be free . Thus happiness depends , as nature shews , Lefs on exterior things than most suppose . Vigilant Vigilant over all that he has made , Kind Providence TABLE TALK . 13.
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... true . There is a time , and justice marks the date , For long - forbearing clemency to wait ; That hour elaps'd , th ' incurable revolt Is punish'd and down comes the thunder - bolt . If mercy then put by the threat'ning blow , Muft ...
... true . There is a time , and justice marks the date , For long - forbearing clemency to wait ; That hour elaps'd , th ' incurable revolt Is punish'd and down comes the thunder - bolt . If mercy then put by the threat'ning blow , Muft ...
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... true , Whate'er we write , we bring forth nothing new . Twere new indeed , to fee a bard all fire , Touch'd with a coal from heav'n , affume the lyre , And tell the world , ftill kindling as he fung , With more than mortal mufic on his ...
... true , Whate'er we write , we bring forth nothing new . Twere new indeed , to fee a bard all fire , Touch'd with a coal from heav'n , affume the lyre , And tell the world , ftill kindling as he fung , With more than mortal mufic on his ...
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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.