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... give religion her unbridled scope , Nor judge by statute a believer's hope ; With close fidelity and love unfeigned To keep the matrimonial bond unstained ; Covetous only of a virtuous praise ; His life a lesson to the land he sways ...
... give religion her unbridled scope , Nor judge by statute a believer's hope ; With close fidelity and love unfeigned To keep the matrimonial bond unstained ; Covetous only of a virtuous praise ; His life a lesson to the land he sways ...
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... Give him his lass , his fiddle , and his frisk , Is always happy , reign whoever may , And laughs the sense of misery far way ; He drinks his simple beverage with a gust ; And , feasting on an onion and a crust , We never feel the ...
... Give him his lass , his fiddle , and his frisk , Is always happy , reign whoever may , And laughs the sense of misery far way ; He drinks his simple beverage with a gust ; And , feasting on an onion and a crust , We never feel the ...
Side 11
... Gives him Olympicspeed , and shoots him to the goal . Let discipline employ her wholesome arts ; Let magistrates alert perform their parts , Not skulk or put on a prudential mask , As if their duty were a desperate task ; Let active ...
... Gives him Olympicspeed , and shoots him to the goal . Let discipline employ her wholesome arts ; Let magistrates alert perform their parts , Not skulk or put on a prudential mask , As if their duty were a desperate task ; Let active ...
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... Gives liberty the last , the mortal shock : Slips the slave's collar on , and snaps the lock . A. Such lofty strains embellish what you teach , Mean you to prophesy , or but to preach ? B. I know the mind , that feels indeed the fire ...
... Gives liberty the last , the mortal shock : Slips the slave's collar on , and snaps the lock . A. Such lofty strains embellish what you teach , Mean you to prophesy , or but to preach ? B. I know the mind , that feels indeed the fire ...
Side 18
... Give me the line , that plows its stately course Like , a proud swan conquering the stream by force ; That , like some cottage beauty , strikes the heart , Quite unindebted to the tricks of art . When labour and when dulness , club in ...
... Give me the line , that plows its stately course Like , a proud swan conquering the stream by force ; That , like some cottage beauty , strikes the heart , Quite unindebted to the tricks of art . When labour and when dulness , club in ...
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beams beneath bids blasphemy blessings blest bliss boast breast breath charms courser dark dear deeds deist delight divine dream earth Edmonton eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flowers folly frown Gilpin give glory GLOW-WORM God's grace hallowed ground hand happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly hope hour Inner Temple JOHN GILPIN joys land learned light lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature never night NOSEGAY nymph once pain peace Pharisee pine-apples pity plain pleasure poet poet's poor praise pride prize prove Rome rude sacred scene scorn scripture shine sighs sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound stand strain stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee their's theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE VIRG virtue waste WILLIAM COWPER wisdom woes wonder wrong zeal
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Side 276 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came downstairs, "The wine is left behind!" "Good lack!" quoth he — "yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
Side 277 - His long red cloak, well brush'd 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...
Side 279 - Were shattered 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 seemed to carry weight, With leathern girdle braced ; For all might see the bottle-necks Still dangling at his waist.
Side 246 - All sustain'd by patience, taught us Only by a broken heart ; 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 275 - That's well said ; And for that wine is dear, We will be furnished with our own, Which is both bright and clear. John Gilpin kissed his loving wife ; O'erjoyed was he to find, That, though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind. The morning came, the chaise was brought, But yet was not allowed To drive up to the door, lest all Should say that she was proud.
Side 274 - 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. 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.
Side 278 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, Well done!
Side 281 - What news? what news? your tidings tell ; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come,
Side 216 - So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning ; While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws, So famed for his talent in nicely discerning. In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear, And your lordship...
Side 207 - 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.