Poems,J. Johnson, 1803 - 363 pages |
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... Hope , and Charity * , and touched with awe The folemn chords , and with a trembling hand , Escaped with pain from that adventurous flight , Now feek repose upon an humbler theme ; The theme though humble , yet auguft and proud The ...
... Hope , and Charity * , and touched with awe The folemn chords , and with a trembling hand , Escaped with pain from that adventurous flight , Now feek repose upon an humbler theme ; The theme though humble , yet auguft and proud The ...
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... hope already there , Greets with three cheers exulting . At his waift A girdle of half - withered fhrubs he fhows , And at his feet the baffled billows die . The common , overgrown with fern , and rough With prickly gorfe , that ...
... hope already there , Greets with three cheers exulting . At his waift A girdle of half - withered fhrubs he fhows , And at his feet the baffled billows die . The common , overgrown with fern , and rough With prickly gorfe , that ...
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... hope no triumph there Beyond the achievement of fuccessful flight . I do confess them nurseries of the arts In which they flourish moft ; where , in the beams Of warm encouragement , and in the eye Of public note , they reach their ...
... hope no triumph there Beyond the achievement of fuccessful flight . I do confess them nurseries of the arts In which they flourish moft ; where , in the beams Of warm encouragement , and in the eye Of public note , they reach their ...
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... tongue , And Wolfe's great name compatriot with his own . Farewell those honours , and farewell with them The hope of fuch hereafter ! They have fallen VOL . II . E Each in his field of glory ; one in arms BOOK 11 . 49 THE TIME - PIECE .
... tongue , And Wolfe's great name compatriot with his own . Farewell those honours , and farewell with them The hope of fuch hereafter ! They have fallen VOL . II . E Each in his field of glory ; one in arms BOOK 11 . 49 THE TIME - PIECE .
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... hope Crack the fatiric thong ? ' Twere wiser far For me , enamoured of fequeftered fcenes , And charmed with rural beauty , to repofe , Where chance may throw me , beneath elm or vine , My languid limbs , when fummer fears the plains ...
... hope Crack the fatiric thong ? ' Twere wiser far For me , enamoured of fequeftered fcenes , And charmed with rural beauty , to repofe , Where chance may throw me , beneath elm or vine , My languid limbs , when fummer fears the plains ...
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Page 236 - Come, then, and, added to thy many crowns, Receive yet one, the crown of all the earth, Thou who alone art worthy ! It was thine By ancient covenant, ere Nature's birth ; And thou hast made it thine by purchase since, And overpaid its value with thy blood.
Page 121 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Page 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.
Page 121 - Nor his, who patient stands till his feet throb, And his head thumps, to feed upon the breath Of patriots, bursting with heroic rage, Or placemen, all tranquillity and smiles.
Page 159 - The cheerful haunts of man, to wield the axe And drive the wedge in yonder forest drear, From morn to eve his solitary task.
Page 89 - In the pure fountain of eternal love Has eyes indeed ; and viewing all she sees As meant to indicate a God to man, Gives Him his praise, and forfeits not her own.
Page 48 - Suspend the effect, or heal it ? Has not God Still wrought by means since first he made the world? And did he not of old employ his means To drown it ? What is his creation less Than a capacious reservoir of means Form'd for his use, and ready at his will...
Page 224 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Page 330 - The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves by thumps upon your back How he esteems your merit, Is such a friend, that one had need Be very much his friend indeed, .
Page 189 - He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and though poor, perhaps, compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own.