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Pagina 5
... thine ! A. Guard what you say ; the patriotic tribe Will sneer and charge you with a bribe . - B . A bribe ? The worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie . And , of all lies , ( be that one poet's boast ) ...
... thine ! A. Guard what you say ; the patriotic tribe Will sneer and charge you with a bribe . - B . A bribe ? The worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie . And , of all lies , ( be that one poet's boast ) ...
Pagina 16
... thine , and thou art fancy's nurse ; Lost without thee the ennobling power of verse ; Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where winter breathes his keenest air , And I will ...
... thine , and thou art fancy's nurse ; Lost without thee the ennobling power of verse ; Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where winter breathes his keenest air , And I will ...
Pagina 49
... thine have ever been , God's worship and the mountebank between . What says the prophet ? Let that day be blest With holiness and consecrated rest . Pastime and business both it should exclude , And bar the door the moment they intrude ...
... thine have ever been , God's worship and the mountebank between . What says the prophet ? Let that day be blest With holiness and consecrated rest . Pastime and business both it should exclude , And bar the door the moment they intrude ...
Pagina 58
... the muses weep for thee ; But every tear shall scald thy memory : The graces too , while virtue at their shrine Lay bleeding under that soft hand of thine , Felt each a mortal stab in her own breast , 58 THE PROGRESS OF ERROR .
... the muses weep for thee ; But every tear shall scald thy memory : The graces too , while virtue at their shrine Lay bleeding under that soft hand of thine , Felt each a mortal stab in her own breast , 58 THE PROGRESS OF ERROR .
Pagina 59
... thine own ! Now , while the poison all high life pervades , Write , if thou canst , one letter from the shades ; One , and one only , charged with deep regret That thy worst part , thy principles , live yet : One sad epistle thence may ...
... thine own ! Now , while the poison all high life pervades , Write , if thou canst , one letter from the shades ; One , and one only , charged with deep regret That thy worst part , thy principles , live yet : One sad epistle thence may ...
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beams beneath bids blessings blest boast breast breath charms courser dark dear deeds deist delight divine docet dream earth Edmonton eyes fair fancy fear feel fire folly fools frown Gilpin give glory God's grace hallowed ground hand happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly honour hope hour JOHN GILPIN joys land learned LENOX LIBRARY light lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature never night nymph once pain peace Pharisee pine-apples pity plain pleasure poet poet's poor praise pride prize proud prove Raimbach Rome rude sacred scene scorn scripture shine sighs sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee their's theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE VIRG virtue waste wild wisdom woes YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY zeal
Populaire passages
Pagina 423 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!
Pagina 417 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, 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.
Pagina 419 - So, Fair and softly ! John he cried ; But John he cried in vain, That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Pagina 298 - 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.
Pagina 322 - 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 ? Oh, tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Pagina 431 - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown : No traveller ever reached that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briars in his road.
Pagina 304 - a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper solitude is sweet.
Pagina 375 - All sustain'd by patience, taught us Only by a broken heart! / Deem our nation brutes no longer, Till some reason ye shall find Worthier of regard, and stronger Than the colour of our kind. Slaves of gold, whose sordid dealings Tarnish all your boasted powers, Prove that you have human feelings, Ere you proudly question ours ! PITY FOR POOR AFRICANS.
Pagina 320 - 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 414 - John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.