The task, and minor poems [ed.] by E. Lee1900 |
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... head , And sweet the clerk below : but neither sleep Of lazy nurse , who snores the sick man dead , Nor his who quits the box at midnight hour To slumber in the carriage more secure , Nor sleep enjoyed by curate in his desk , Nor yet ...
... head , And sweet the clerk below : but neither sleep Of lazy nurse , who snores the sick man dead , Nor his who quits the box at midnight hour To slumber in the carriage more secure , Nor sleep enjoyed by curate in his desk , Nor yet ...
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... head , Conspicuous many a league , the mariner Bound homeward , and in hope already there , Greets with three cheers exulting . 520 At his waist 525 A girdle of half - withered shrubs he shows , And at his feet the baffled billows die ...
... head , Conspicuous many a league , the mariner Bound homeward , and in hope already there , Greets with three cheers exulting . 520 At his waist 525 A girdle of half - withered shrubs he shows , And at his feet the baffled billows die ...
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... head , to think himself a man ? I would not have a slave to till my ground , To carry me , to fan me while I sleep , And tremble when I wake , for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned . No : dear as freedom is ...
... head , to think himself a man ? I would not have a slave to till my ground , To carry me , to fan me while I sleep , And tremble when I wake , for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned . No : dear as freedom is ...
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... heads , Preserve the church ! and lay not careless hands On skulls that cannot teach , and will not learn . Would I describe a preacher , such as Paul , Were he on earth , would hear , approve , and own , Paul should himself direct me ...
... heads , Preserve the church ! and lay not careless hands On skulls that cannot teach , and will not learn . Would I describe a preacher , such as Paul , Were he on earth , would hear , approve , and own , Paul should himself direct me ...
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... , when we choose it , at the fountain - head . To them it flowed much mingled and defiled With hurtful error , prejudice , and dreams 490 495 499 Illusive of philosophy , so called , But falsely . BOOK II . 41 THE TIMEPIECE .
... , when we choose it , at the fountain - head . To them it flowed much mingled and defiled With hurtful error , prejudice , and dreams 490 495 499 Illusive of philosophy , so called , But falsely . BOOK II . 41 THE TIMEPIECE .
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Side 252 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Side 166 - 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.
Side 80 - 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.
Side 175 - 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.
Side 194 - 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 176 - 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.
Side 271 - There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond...
Side 166 - 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 193 - 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. 0 Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place.
Side 167 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...