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Pagina 62
... sight . See where he sits contemplative and fixt , Pleasure and wonder in his features mixt ; His passions tamed , and all at his controul , How perfect the composure of his soul ! Complacency has breathed a gentle gale O'er all his ...
... sight . See where he sits contemplative and fixt , Pleasure and wonder in his features mixt ; His passions tamed , and all at his controul , How perfect the composure of his soul ! Complacency has breathed a gentle gale O'er all his ...
Pagina 63
... sight of men , Bury herself in solitude profound , Grow frantic with her pangs and bite the ground . Thus often , unbelief , grown sick of life , Flies to the tempting pool , or felon knife . The jury meet , the coroner is short , And ...
... sight of men , Bury herself in solitude profound , Grow frantic with her pangs and bite the ground . Thus often , unbelief , grown sick of life , Flies to the tempting pool , or felon knife . The jury meet , the coroner is short , And ...
Pagina 80
... sight . Stand now and judge thyself . - Hast thou in- curred His anger , who can waste thee with a word , Who poises and proportions sea and land , Weighing them in the hollow of his hand , And in whose awful sight all nations seem As ...
... sight . Stand now and judge thyself . - Hast thou in- curred His anger , who can waste thee with a word , Who poises and proportions sea and land , Weighing them in the hollow of his hand , And in whose awful sight all nations seem As ...
Pagina 85
... sight ; Thy Druids struck the well - hung harps they bore With fingers deeply dyed in human gore ; And , while the victim slowly bled to death , Upon the rolling chords rung out his dying breath . Who brought the lamp that with awaking ...
... sight ; Thy Druids struck the well - hung harps they bore With fingers deeply dyed in human gore ; And , while the victim slowly bled to death , Upon the rolling chords rung out his dying breath . Who brought the lamp that with awaking ...
Pagina 95
... his smell , taste , sight , She holds a paradise of rich delight ; But gently to rebuke his awkward fear , que fo To prove that what she gives , she gives sincere ,見 To banish hesitation , and proclaim His happiness , her HOPE . 95 ..
... his smell , taste , sight , She holds a paradise of rich delight ; But gently to rebuke his awkward fear , que fo To prove that what she gives , she gives sincere ,見 To banish hesitation , and proclaim His happiness , her HOPE . 95 ..
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
beams beneath bids blasphemy blessings blest bliss boast breast breath charms courser dark dear deeds deist delight divine dream earth Edmonton eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flowers folly frown Gilpin give glory GLOW-WORM God's grace hallowed ground hand happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly hope hour Inner Temple JOHN GILPIN joys land learned light lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature never night NOSEGAY nymph once pain peace Pharisee pine-apples pity plain pleasure poet poet's poor praise pride prize prove Rome rude sacred scene scorn scripture shine sighs sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound stand strain stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee their's theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE VIRG virtue waste WILLIAM COWPER wisdom woes wonder wrong zeal
Populaire passages
Pagina 276 - 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 downstairs, "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 277 - 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 galled him in his seat. So, Fair and softly...
Pagina 279 - Were shattered 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 seemed to carry weight, With leathern girdle braced ; For all might see the bottle-necks Still dangling at his waist.
Pagina 246 - 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 275 - That's well said ; And for that wine is dear, We will be furnished with our own, Which is both bright and clear. John Gilpin kissed his loving wife ; O'erjoyed was he to find, That, though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind. The morning came, the chaise was brought, But yet was not allowed To drive up to the door, lest all Should say that she was proud.
Pagina 274 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. 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. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Pagina 278 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, Well done!
Pagina 281 - What news? what news? your tidings tell ; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come,
Pagina 216 - 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...
Pagina 207 - 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.