The adventures of Peregrine Pickle, pt. 2. Plays and Poems

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Sida 493 - THE TEARS OF SCOTLAND. Mourn, hapless Caledonia, mourn Thy banished peace, thy laurels torn ! Thy sons, for valour long renowned, Lie slaughtered on their native ground; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie, The monuments of cruelty.
Sida 491 - Hell rises, Heaven descends, and dance on earth : Gods, imps, and monsters, music, rage, and mirth, A fire, a jig, a battle, and a ball, Till one wide conflagration swallows all.
Sida 496 - ... shade, And streams in murmurs shall forget to flow. Shine, Goddess, shine with unremitted ray, And gild (a second sun) with brighter beam our day. Labour with thee forgets his pain, And aged Poverty can smile with thee, If thou be nigh, Grief's hate is vain, And weak the uplifted arm of Tyranny.
Sida 480 - Eternal infamy the wretch confound Who planted first that vice on British ground ! A vice ! that, 'spite of sense and nature, reigns And poisons genial love, and manhood stains.
Sida 494 - The pious mother, doom'd to death, Forsaken, wanders o'er the heath, The bleak wind whistles round her head, Her helpless orphans cry for bread ; Bereft of shelter, food, and friend...
Sida 499 - Thy spirit, Independence, let me share ; ' " Lord of the Lion-heart and eagle eye ! " Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare, " Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky...
Sida 494 - April drops of rain, To sow in Afric's barren soil, — Or tempests hold within a toil. I know it, friend, she's light as air, False as the fowler's artful snare, Inconstant as the passing wind, As winter's dreary frost unkind. She's such a miser too, in love, Its joys she'll neither share nor prove; Though hundreds of gallants await From her victorious eyes their fate.
Sida 360 - Peregrine and Gauntlet heard the sound of the stump, ascending the wooden stair-case with such velocity, that they at first mistook it for the application of drum-sticks to the head of an empty barrel. This uncommon speed, however, was attended with a misfortune ; he chanced to overlook a small defect in one of the steps, and his prop plunging into a hole, he fell backwards, to the imminent danger of his life. Tom was luckily at his back, and sustained...
Sida 489 - Aonian grove with rapture would I tread, To crop unfading wreaths for William's head; •.' . But that my strain, unheard amidst the throng, Must yield to Lockman's ode, and Hanbury's song. Nor would th...
Sida 502 - And Health, and Peace, and Contemplation dwell. There, Study shall with Solitude recline, And Friendship pledge me to his...

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