PoemsNelson, 1841 - 423 pages |
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... worth , with all its gold and glittering store , Just what the toy will sell for , and no more . Oh ! bright occasions of dispensing good , How seldom used , how little understood ! To pour in Virtue's lap her just reward ; Keep Vice ...
... worth , with all its gold and glittering store , Just what the toy will sell for , and no more . Oh ! bright occasions of dispensing good , How seldom used , how little understood ! To pour in Virtue's lap her just reward ; Keep Vice ...
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... worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie : And , of all lies ( be that one poet's boast ) The lie that flatters I abhor the most . Those arts be theirs , who hate his gentle reign ; But he that loves him ...
... worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie : And , of all lies ( be that one poet's boast ) The lie that flatters I abhor the most . Those arts be theirs , who hate his gentle reign ; But he that loves him ...
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... worth the search , may yet elude Conjecture and remark , however shrewd . They take perhaps a well - directed aim , Who seek it in his climate and his frame . Lib'ral in all things else , yet Nature here , With stern severity , deals ...
... worth the search , may yet elude Conjecture and remark , however shrewd . They take perhaps a well - directed aim , Who seek it in his climate and his frame . Lib'ral in all things else , yet Nature here , With stern severity , deals ...
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... worth untold ; Cheap though blood - bought , and thrown away when May no foes ravish thee , and no false friend [ sold ; Betray thee , while professing to defend ! Prize it , ye ministers ; ye monarchs , spare ; Ye patriots guard it ...
... worth untold ; Cheap though blood - bought , and thrown away when May no foes ravish thee , and no false friend [ sold ; Betray thee , while professing to defend ! Prize it , ye ministers ; ye monarchs , spare ; Ye patriots guard it ...
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... worth ; Courage , ungraced by these , affronts the skies , Is but the fire without the sacrifice . The stream , that feeds the well - spring of the heart , Not more invigorates life's noblest part , Than virtue quickens , with a warmth ...
... worth ; Courage , ungraced by these , affronts the skies , Is but the fire without the sacrifice . The stream , that feeds the well - spring of the heart , Not more invigorates life's noblest part , Than virtue quickens , with a warmth ...
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Æsop Aspasio beneath betimes bids bless'd boast breath call'd cause charms delight design'd distant divine docet dread dream e'en earth ease eyes fair fame fancy fear feel fire flowers folly form'd frown give glory grace hand happy hast heart Heaven honour hope hour JOHN GILPIN labour land learn'd life's light live lost lyre mankind mercy mind mounted best muse nature never nymph o'er once pain pass'd peace perhaps pity pleasure plebeian poet's praise pride prize proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shame shine sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thought toil tongue tremble trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE virtue waste whate'er wind wisdom wisely store wonder worth youth
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Page 371 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Page 206 - And thus unto the youth she said, That drove them to the Bell, This shall be yours, when you bring back My husband safe and well. The youth did ride and soon did meet John coming back amain ; Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein ; But not performing what he meant And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went postboy at his heels, The postboy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Page 201 - Were never folks so glad ; The stones did rattle underneath, As if Cheapside were mad. John Gilpin at his horse's side Seized fast the flowing mane, And up he got, in haste to ride, But soon came down again...
Page 202 - His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones, With caution and good heed. But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which galled him in his seat. So "Fair and softly...
Page 203 - Were shatter'd 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...
Page 259 - My panting side was charged when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.^ There was I found by one who had himself Been hurt by the archers.
Page 338 - 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 205 - My head is twice as big as yours. They therefore needs must fit. But let me scrape the dirt away, That hangs upon your face ; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case.
Page 381 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
Page 205 - What news? what news? your tidings tell ; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come, " Or why you come at all ?" Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke ; And thus unto the calender In merry guise he spoke : "I came because your horse would come, And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will soon be here, — • They are upon the road.