The Task: In Six BooksJ. & B. Williams, 1836 - 172 pages |
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... fields , and female feet , Too weak to struggle with tenacious clay , Or ford the rivulets , are best at home , The task of new discov'ries falls on me . At such a season , and with such a charge , Once went I forth ; and found , till ...
... fields , and female feet , Too weak to struggle with tenacious clay , Or ford the rivulets , are best at home , The task of new discov'ries falls on me . At such a season , and with such a charge , Once went I forth ; and found , till ...
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... field ; but , scatter'd by degrees , Each to his choice , soon whiten all the land . There from the sunburnt hayfield homeward creeps The loaded wain ; while , lighten'd of his charge , The wain that meets it passes swiftly by ; The ...
... field ; but , scatter'd by degrees , Each to his choice , soon whiten all the land . There from the sunburnt hayfield homeward creeps The loaded wain ; while , lighten'd of his charge , The wain that meets it passes swiftly by ; The ...
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... field For the unscented fictions of the loom ; Vho , satisfied with only pencill'd scenes , refer to the performance of a God ' h ' inferiour wonders of an artist's hand ! ovely indeed the mimick works of Art ; ut Nature's works far ...
... field For the unscented fictions of the loom ; Vho , satisfied with only pencill'd scenes , refer to the performance of a God ' h ' inferiour wonders of an artist's hand ! ovely indeed the mimick works of Art ; ut Nature's works far ...
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... fields appear below , such as he left Far distant , such as he would die to find- He seeks them headlong , and is seen no more . The spleen is seldom felt where Flora reigns ; The low'ring eye , the petulance , the frown , And sullen ...
... fields appear below , such as he left Far distant , such as he would die to find- He seeks them headlong , and is seen no more . The spleen is seldom felt where Flora reigns ; The low'ring eye , the petulance , the frown , And sullen ...
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... field , and clothes a soil So sterile with what charms soe'er she will , The richest scenery and the loveliest forms . Where finds Philosophy her eagle eye , With which she gazes at yon burning disk Undazzled , and detects and counts ...
... field , and clothes a soil So sterile with what charms soe'er she will , The richest scenery and the loveliest forms . Where finds Philosophy her eagle eye , With which she gazes at yon burning disk Undazzled , and detects and counts ...
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abroad beauty beneath boast breath call'd cause charms clime death Deciduous delight distant divine domestick dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry fair fancy favour'd fear feeds feel field of glory flow'r folly form'd fountain of eternal frown fruit gives glory grace grave groves hand happy heart Heav'n honour hopes and fears Hosanna human king labour learn'd less liberty lost lov'd lyre magick mercy Mighty winds mind musick nature Nature's Nebaioth never nymphs o'er once peace perhaps pleas'd pleasures polish'd pow'r praise proud publick rapture riddance rude rural sacred sake scene seek seem'd shade shine sighs silent sleep sloth smiles SOFA soft song soon soul sound spleen stream sweet sycophant task taste thee theme thine thou art toil touch'd tow'r trembling truth Twas vale virtue walk wand'ring weary wind winter wisdom worthy
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Page 165 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry, " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us ! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Page 45 - Support and ornament of Virtue's cause. There stands the messenger of truth: there stands The legate of the skies! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the gospel whispers peace.
Page 159 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Page 47 - A messenger of grace to guilty men. Behold the picture ! — Is it like ? — Like whom ? The things that mount the rostrum with a skip, And then skip down again ; pronounce a text ; Cry — hem ! and reading what they never wrote, Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene...
Page 36 - 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.
Page 46 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Page 165 - The garden fears no blight, and needs no fence, For there is none to covet; all are full. The lion, and the libbard, and the bear, Graze with the fearless flocks; all bask at noon Together, or all gambol in the shade Of the same grove, and drink one common stream ; Antipathies are none.
Page 36 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Page 36 - We have no slaves at home — then why abroad ? And they themselves once ferried o'er the wave That parts us, are emancipate and loosed. Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Page 35 - There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire.