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... kind , and born to be a slave . But let eternal infamy pursue The wretch , to nought but his ambition true , Who , for the sake of filling with one blast The post - horns of all Europe , lays her waste . Think yourself station'd on a ...
... kind , and born to be a slave . But let eternal infamy pursue The wretch , to nought but his ambition true , Who , for the sake of filling with one blast The post - horns of all Europe , lays her waste . Think yourself station'd on a ...
Pagina 4
... Kind Providence attends with gracious aid , Bids equity throughout his works prevail , And weighs the nations in an even scale ; He can encourage slavery to a smile , And fill with discontent a British isle . A. Freeman and slave then ...
... Kind Providence attends with gracious aid , Bids equity throughout his works prevail , And weighs the nations in an even scale ; He can encourage slavery to a smile , And fill with discontent a British isle . A. Freeman and slave then ...
Pagina 5
... kind office now ? May she and if offended Heaven be still Accessible , and prayer prevail , she will . ' Tis not however insolence and noise , The tempest of tumultuary joys , Nor is it yet despondence and dismay , Will win her visits ...
... kind office now ? May she and if offended Heaven be still Accessible , and prayer prevail , she will . ' Tis not however insolence and noise , The tempest of tumultuary joys , Nor is it yet despondence and dismay , Will win her visits ...
Pagina 8
... kind , Proof of a trifling and a worthless mind . [ Amen . A. Hail Sternhold then , and Hopkins hail ! B. If flattery , folly , lust employ the pen , If acrimony , slander and abuse , Give it a charge to blacken and traduce ; Though ...
... kind , Proof of a trifling and a worthless mind . [ Amen . A. Hail Sternhold then , and Hopkins hail ! B. If flattery , folly , lust employ the pen , If acrimony , slander and abuse , Give it a charge to blacken and traduce ; Though ...
Pagina 14
... kind hospitable heart possess'd , Offer him warmth , security and rest ; Think with what pleasure , safe and at his ease , He hears the tempest howling in the trees , What glowing thanks his lips and heart employ , While danger past is ...
... kind hospitable heart possess'd , Offer him warmth , security and rest ; Think with what pleasure , safe and at his ease , He hears the tempest howling in the trees , What glowing thanks his lips and heart employ , While danger past is ...
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Pagina 110 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. "But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case.
Pagina 161 - I heard the bell toll'd on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — It was.
Pagina 52 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Pagina 59 - Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Arm'd with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. Regions Caesar never knew, Thy posterity shall sway ; Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they.
Pagina 138 - The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Pagina 165 - Thy indistinct expressions seem Like language utter'd in a dream ; Yet me they charm, whate'er the theme, My Mary ! Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary ! For could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see ? The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary ! Partakers of thy sad decline Thy hands their little force resign ; Yet, gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary...
Pagina 110 - Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine. Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear; For, while he spake, a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear. Whereat his horse did snort, as he Had heard a lion roar, And gallop'd off with all his might, As he had done before.
Pagina 109 - His long red cloak well brush'd and neat He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed. But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which gall'd him in his seat. So fair and softly...
Pagina 135 - Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be : — Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me...
Pagina 52 - I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts, that roam over the plain, My form with indifference see; They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me. Society, friendship, and love, Divinely bestow'd upon man, Oh, had I the wings of a dove, How soon would I taste you again ! My sorrows I then might assuage In the ways of religion and truth, Might learn from the wisdom of age, And be cheer'd by the sallies of...