Poems, Volume 2J. Johnson, 1800 - 420 pages |
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... night : nor these alone , whose notes Nice finger'd art must emulate in vain , But cawing rooks , and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles , screaming loud , The jay , the pie , and ev'n the boding owl That hails the rising ...
... night : nor these alone , whose notes Nice finger'd art must emulate in vain , But cawing rooks , and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles , screaming loud , The jay , the pie , and ev'n the boding owl That hails the rising ...
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... nights without a groan . By ceaseless action all that is subsists . Constant rotation of th ' unwearied wheel That nature rides upon maintains her health , Her beauty , her fertility . She dreads An instant's pause , and lives but while ...
... nights without a groan . By ceaseless action all that is subsists . Constant rotation of th ' unwearied wheel That nature rides upon maintains her health , Her beauty , her fertility . She dreads An instant's pause , and lives but while ...
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... night . A tatter'd A tatter'd apron hides , Worn as a cloak , and hardly hides , a gown More tatter'd still ; and both but ill conceal A bosom heav'd with never - ceasing sighs . She begs an idle pin of all she meets , And hoards them ...
... night . A tatter'd A tatter'd apron hides , Worn as a cloak , and hardly hides , a gown More tatter'd still ; and both but ill conceal A bosom heav'd with never - ceasing sighs . She begs an idle pin of all she meets , And hoards them ...
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... night of what the day denied . Alas ! expect it not . We found no bait To tempt us in thy country . Doing good , Disinterested good , is not our trade . We travel far , ' tis true , but not for nought ; And must be brib'd , to compass ...
... night of what the day denied . Alas ! expect it not . We found no bait To tempt us in thy country . Doing good , Disinterested good , is not our trade . We travel far , ' tis true , but not for nought ; And must be brib'd , to compass ...
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... , Not needful here , beneath a roof like mine . · Yes - thou may'st eat thy bread , and lick the hand That feeds thee ; thou may'st frolic on the floor • At evening , and at night retire secure To thy 108 BOOK III . THE TASK .
... , Not needful here , beneath a roof like mine . · Yes - thou may'st eat thy bread , and lick the hand That feeds thee ; thou may'st frolic on the floor • At evening , and at night retire secure To thy 108 BOOK III . THE TASK .
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beauty beneath betimes boast bramble breath call'd cause charms dæmons death delight design'd distant divine dream earth ease Edmonton ev'n ev'ry fair fame fancy fast fear feed feel FLEET STREET flow'rs folly form'd fountain of eternal frown fruits Gilpin give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heard heart heav'n honour human JOHN GILPIN labour learn'd less liberty live lost lov'd lyre Mighty winds mind muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never nymphs o'er once peace perhaps pleas'd pleasure plebeian pow'r praise proud rapture riddance rude rural sacred scene seek seem'd shine shrubs sight skies slaves sleep sloth smile SOFA song soon soul sound Stamp'd sweet task taste thee their's theme thine thou art thought toil trembling truth Twas virtue voice wind winter wisdom wish'd worth your's youth
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Page 276 - 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 393 - Ware ! So, turning to his horse, he said — I am in haste to dine ; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine. Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear; For, while he spake, a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear...
Page 68 - 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. I would express him simple, grave, sincere; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, ** And plain in manner; decent, solemn, chaste, And natural in gesture ; much impressed 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...
Page 277 - The looms of Ormus, and the mines of Ind, And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there. Praise is in all her gates : upon her walls, And in her streets, and in her spacious courts, Is heard salvation. Eastern Java there Kneels with the native of the farthest west, And .(Ethiopia spreads abroad the hand And worships. Her report has travell'd forth Into all lands.
Page 388 - As loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin — who but he ? His fame soon spread around, He carries weight ! he rides a race ! 'Tis for a thousand pound...
Page 141 - And having dropped the expected bag — pass on. He whistles as he goes, light-hearted wretch, Cold and yet cheerful : messenger of grief Perhaps to thousands, and of joy to some, To him indifferent whether grief or joy.
Page 381 - 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. I 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.
Page 47 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more...
Page 48 - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Page 248 - The forms with which he sprinkles all the earth. Happy who walks with him ! whom what he finds Of flavour or of scent in fruit or flower, Or what he views of beautiful or grand In nature, from the broad majestic oak To the green blade that twinkles in the sun, Prompts with remembrance of a present God.