Poems, Volum 1Stereotyped and printed by Andrew Wilson for J. Johnson, 1808 |
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... chief : each interval of night Was graced with many an undulating light . In less illustrious bards his beauty shone : A meteor , or a star ; in these the sun is yo * 10 effT baÅ The nightingale may claim the topmost bough TABLE TALK . 21.
... chief : each interval of night Was graced with many an undulating light . In less illustrious bards his beauty shone : A meteor , or a star ; in these the sun is yo * 10 effT baÅ The nightingale may claim the topmost bough TABLE TALK . 21.
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... night and absolute disgrace . While servile trick rick and imitative knack Confine the million in the beaten track , Perhaps some courser , who disdains the road , Snuffs up p the wind , and flings himself abroad . Contemporaries all ...
... night and absolute disgrace . While servile trick rick and imitative knack Confine the million in the beaten track , Perhaps some courser , who disdains the road , Snuffs up p the wind , and flings himself abroad . Contemporaries all ...
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... Night , down - stooping from her ebon throne , Views constellations brighter than her own . tion : aÅ ' Tis innocent , and harmless , and refin'd , The balm n of care , Elysium of the mind . Innocent ! Oh if venerable Time 3 . Slain at ...
... Night , down - stooping from her ebon throne , Views constellations brighter than her own . tion : aÅ ' Tis innocent , and harmless , and refin'd , The balm n of care , Elysium of the mind . Innocent ! Oh if venerable Time 3 . Slain at ...
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... , Sport for a day , and perish in a night , The foam upon the waters not so light . 317 A Who judg'd the pharisee ? What odious cause Expos'd him to the vengeance of the laws ? Had he seduc'd a virgin , wrong'd a friend , TRUTH . 53.
... , Sport for a day , and perish in a night , The foam upon the waters not so light . 317 A Who judg'd the pharisee ? What odious cause Expos'd him to the vengeance of the laws ? Had he seduc'd a virgin , wrong'd a friend , TRUTH . 53.
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... night Lies down secure , her heart and pocket light ; She , for her humble sphere by nature fit , d M I Has little understanding , and no wit , * Yve1⁄4 baA Receives no praise ; but , though her lot be such , ( Toilsome and indigent ) ...
... night Lies down secure , her heart and pocket light ; She , for her humble sphere by nature fit , d M I Has little understanding , and no wit , * Yve1⁄4 baA Receives no praise ; but , though her lot be such , ( Toilsome and indigent ) ...
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beams beneath bids blest bliss boast call'd charms courser dear delight design'd divine docet dream Earth Edmonton errour ev'n ev'ry eyes fancy fear feel fire flow'rs folly fools form'd frown Gilpin give glory God's grace hand happy hast hear heart Heav'n heav'nly hope hour int'rest John Gilpin joys land light Lincoln's Inn Fields lov'd lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse Nature never o'er once pass'd peace pharisee pity plain pleasure poet poet's poor pow'r praise pray'rs pride prove rais'd sacred scene scorn Scripture seem'd shine sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stand strain stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE Virg virtue waste Whate'er WILLIAM COWPER wisdom wrath YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY zeal
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Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.