Poems, Volum 1J. Johnson, 1800 |
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Side 3
... bids man mark the fleeting hour , And death's own fcythe , would better speak his pow'r ; Then grace the bony phantom in their stead With the king's fhoulder - knot and gay cockade ; Clothe the twin brethren in each other's dress , The ...
... bids man mark the fleeting hour , And death's own fcythe , would better speak his pow'r ; Then grace the bony phantom in their stead With the king's fhoulder - knot and gay cockade ; Clothe the twin brethren in each other's dress , The ...
Side 4
... bids him draw ; To fheath it in the peace - reftoring close With joy beyond what victory bestows ; Bleft country , where thefe kingly glories fhine ; Bleft England , if this happiness be thine ! A. Guard what you fay ; the patriotic ...
... bids him draw ; To fheath it in the peace - reftoring close With joy beyond what victory bestows ; Bleft country , where thefe kingly glories fhine ; Bleft England , if this happiness be thine ! A. Guard what you fay ; the patriotic ...
Side 12
... Bids equity throughout his works prevail , And weighs the nations in an even scale ; He can encourage flav'ry to a smile , And fill with discontent a British ifle . A. Freeman and flave , then , if the cafe be fuch , Stand on a level ...
... Bids equity throughout his works prevail , And weighs the nations in an even scale ; He can encourage flav'ry to a smile , And fill with discontent a British ifle . A. Freeman and flave , then , if the cafe be fuch , Stand on a level ...
Side 20
... bidding of his hand . He gives the word , and mutiny foon roars In all her gates , and shakes her distant shores The ftandards of all nations are unfurl'd ; ; She has one foe , and that one foe the world . And , if he doom that people ...
... bidding of his hand . He gives the word , and mutiny foon roars In all her gates , and shakes her distant shores The ftandards of all nations are unfurl'd ; ; She has one foe , and that one foe the world . And , if he doom that people ...
Side 43
... a pattern , make a tart , And has the ladies etiquette by heart . Go , fool ; and , arm in arm with Clodio , plead Your cause before a bar you little dread ; 4 But know , the law that bids the drunkard THE PROGRESS OF ERROR . 43.
... a pattern , make a tart , And has the ladies etiquette by heart . Go , fool ; and , arm in arm with Clodio , plead Your cause before a bar you little dread ; 4 But know , the law that bids the drunkard THE PROGRESS OF ERROR . 43.
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Side 77 - Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.
Side 317 - Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here! Who bidst me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly as the precept were her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Side 265 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land In a moment I seem to be there; But alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Side 265 - 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 319 - Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we call'd the past'ral house our own.
Side 282 - Did you admire my lamp, quoth he, As much as I your minstrelsy, You would abhor to do me wrong, As much as I to spoil your song; For 'twas the...
Side 265 - But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction a grace, And reconciles man to his lot.
Side 159 - Tis thus Omnipotence his law fulfils, And vengeance executes what justice wills. Again— the band of commerce was designed To associate all the branches of mankind ; And if a boundless plenty be the robe, Trade is the golden girdle of the globe.
Side 319 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...
Side 196 - He says but little, and that little said Owes all its weight, like loaded dice, to lead. His wit invites you by his looks to come, But when you knock it never is at home...