Poems, Volum 1Stereotyped and Printed by A. Wilson for J. Johnson and Company, 1815 |
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Side 11
... song from thy free touch acquires It's clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , And I will sing , if Liberty be there ; And I will sing at Liberty's dear feet , In TABLE TALK .
... song from thy free touch acquires It's clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , And I will sing , if Liberty be there ; And I will sing at Liberty's dear feet , In TABLE TALK .
Side 14
... song . " Tis not the wreath , that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant , christian race , Patterns of ev'ry virtue , ev'ry grace , Confess'd a God ; they kneel'd before ...
... song . " Tis not the wreath , that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant , christian race , Patterns of ev'ry virtue , ev'ry grace , Confess'd a God ; they kneel'd before ...
Side 17
... n roars above ; But nothing scares them from the course they love . To the lascivious pipe and wanton song , That charm down fear , they frolic it along , With mad rapidity and unconcern , Down to the gulf c 3 TABLE TALK . 17.
... n roars above ; But nothing scares them from the course they love . To the lascivious pipe and wanton song , That charm down fear , they frolic it along , With mad rapidity and unconcern , Down to the gulf c 3 TABLE TALK . 17.
Side 19
... song . A. At Westminster , where little poets strive To set a distich upon six and five , Where Discipline helps op'ning buds of sense , And makes his pupils proud with silver pence , I was a poet too ; but modern taste Is so refin'd ...
... song . A. At Westminster , where little poets strive To set a distich upon six and five , Where Discipline helps op'ning buds of sense , And makes his pupils proud with silver pence , I was a poet too ; but modern taste Is so refin'd ...
Side 20
... song ; Perhaps some bonny Caledonian air , All birks and braes , though he was never there ; Or , having whelp'd a prologue with great pains , Feels himself spent , and fumbles for his brains ; A prologue interdash'd with many a stroke ...
... song ; Perhaps some bonny Caledonian air , All birks and braes , though he was never there ; Or , having whelp'd a prologue with great pains , Feels himself spent , and fumbles for his brains ; A prologue interdash'd with many a stroke ...
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Side 320 - 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.
Side 314 - John he cried, But John he cried in vain; That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Side 312 - 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 313 - Where they did all get in ; Six precious souls, and all agog To dash through thick and thin.
Side 312 - I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend, the Calender, Will lend his horse to go.
Side 223 - 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 317 - So am I!" But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined 'to tarry there, For why? his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew Shot by an archer strong, So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song.
Side 293 - I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And the scene, where his melody charm'd me before, Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more.
Side 224 - 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 316 - 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...