Poems, Volume 1Stereotyped and printed by Andrew Wilson for J. Johnson, 1808 |
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... thine ! 20 fua A A. Guard what you say ; the patriotic tribe ^^ A 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 ...
... thine ! 20 fua A A. Guard what you say ; the patriotic tribe ^^ A 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 ...
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... thine , and thou art Fancy's nursegumu s Lost without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verse Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Ass7 9fl It's clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : quia qo Place me where Winter breathes his ...
... thine , and thou art Fancy's nursegumu s Lost without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verse Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Ass7 9fl It's clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : quia qo Place me where Winter breathes his ...
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... 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 . T Pastime and business both it should exclude , And bar 34 THE PROGRESS OF ERROUR.
... 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 . T Pastime and business both it should exclude , And bar 34 THE PROGRESS OF ERROUR.
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... thine , Felt each a mortal stab in her own breast , Abhorr❜d the sacrifice , and curs'd the priest . Thou polish'd and high - finish'd foe to truth , Graybeard corrupter of our list ning youth , To purge and skim away the filth of vice ...
... thine , Felt each a mortal stab in her own breast , Abhorr❜d the sacrifice , and curs'd the priest . Thou polish'd and high - finish'd foe to truth , Graybeard corrupter of our list ning youth , To purge and skim away the filth of vice ...
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... thine own all - purifying blood , Forgive their evil , and accept their good ; I cast Is what it was , dependence upon thee , While struggling in the vale of tears below , That never fail'd , nor shall it fail me now . Angelic ...
... thine own all - purifying blood , Forgive their evil , and accept their good ; I cast Is what it was , dependence upon thee , While struggling in the vale of tears below , That never fail'd , nor shall it fail me now . Angelic ...
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Page 325 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman ! Not one of them was mute ; And all and each that pass'd that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before, That Gilpin rode a race.
Page 319 - He grasped the mane with both his hands, And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more.
Page 227 - 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 ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 226 - 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.
Page 277 - Sighs must fan it, tears must water, Sweat of ours must dress the soil. Think, ye masters iron-hearted, Lolling at your jovial boards ; Think how many backs have smarted For the sweets your cane affords.
Page 171 - The scene of all those sorrows left behind, Sought their own village, busied as they went In musings worthy of the great event : They spake of him they loved, of him whose life, Though blameless, had incurr'd perpetual strife, Whose deeds had left, in spite of hostile arts, A deep memorial graven on their hearts.
Page 319 - John he cried ; But John he cried in vain, That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein. So stooping down, as needs he must Who cannot sit upright, He grasp'd the mane with both his hands And eke with all his might.
Page 278 - 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.
Page 122 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropp'd upon his Bible was sincere ; Assail'd by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
Page 227 - 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.