Poems, Volym 2J. Johnson, 1800 |
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... some ascribe th ' invention to a priest Burly and big , and ftudious of his ease . But , rude at first , and not with easy flope Receding wide , they press'd against the ribs , And bruis'd the fide ; and , elevated high , Taught the ...
... some ascribe th ' invention to a priest Burly and big , and ftudious of his ease . But , rude at first , and not with easy flope Receding wide , they press'd against the ribs , And bruis'd the fide ; and , elevated high , Taught the ...
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... Some youthful grace that age would gladly keep ; A tooth or auburn lock , and by degrees Their length and colour from the locks they spare ; Th ' elastic spring of an unwearied foot That mounts the style with eafe , or leaps the fence ...
... Some youthful grace that age would gladly keep ; A tooth or auburn lock , and by degrees Their length and colour from the locks they spare ; Th ' elastic spring of an unwearied foot That mounts the style with eafe , or leaps the fence ...
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... Some gloffy - leav'd , and fhining in the fun , The maple , and the beech of oily nuts Prolific , and the lime at dewy eve Diffufing odours : nor unnoted pass The fycamore , capricious in attire , Now green , now tawny , and , ere ...
... Some gloffy - leav'd , and fhining in the fun , The maple , and the beech of oily nuts Prolific , and the lime at dewy eve Diffufing odours : nor unnoted pass The fycamore , capricious in attire , Now green , now tawny , and , ere ...
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... Some boundless contiguity of fhade , Where rumour of oppreffion and deceit , Of unsuccessful or fuccessful war , Might never reach me more . My ear is pain'd , My foul is fick , with ev'ry day's report Of wrong and outrage with which ...
... Some boundless contiguity of fhade , Where rumour of oppreffion and deceit , Of unsuccessful or fuccessful war , Might never reach me more . My ear is pain'd , My foul is fick , with ev'ry day's report Of wrong and outrage with which ...
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... Some small pre - eminence ; we juftly boast At least fuperior jockeyfhip , and claim The honours of the turf as all our own ! Go , then , well worthy of the praise ye seek , And fhow the fhame ye might conceal at home In foreign eyes ...
... Some small pre - eminence ; we juftly boast At least fuperior jockeyfhip , and claim The honours of the turf as all our own ! Go , then , well worthy of the praise ye seek , And fhow the fhame ye might conceal at home In foreign eyes ...
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Poems: By William Cowper, of the Inner Temple, Esq. In Two Volumes. Vol. I-II. William Cowper Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1800 |
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Sida 327 - 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.
Sida 40 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Sida 119 - tis the twanging horn ! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the moon Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright...
Sida 335 - Said Gilpin — So am I ! But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ; For why? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song.
Sida 40 - As human Nature's broadest, foulest blot, Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat With stripes, that Mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps when she sees inflicted on a beast.
Sida 41 - Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free; They touch our country and their shackles fall.
Sida 34 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threaten'd in the fields and groves?
Sida 56 - Would I describe a preacher, such as Paul, Were he on earth, would hear, approve, and own — Paul should himself direct me. I would trace His master-strokes, and draw from his design.
Sida 189 - Are they not his by a peculiar right, And by an emphasis of interest his, Whose eye they fill with tears of holy joy, Whose heart with praise, and whose exalted mind With worthy thoughts of that unwearied love That plann'd, and built, and still upholds a world So...
Sida 333 - The bottles twain, behind his back, 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...