New Elegant Extracts: A Unique Selection ... from the Most Eminent Prose and Epistolary Writers ...C.& C. Whittingham, 1824 |
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... fear , yet still affecting fame , Usurped a patriot's all - atoning name : So easy still it proves , in factious times , With public zeal to cancel private crimes . How safe is treason , and how sacred ill , Where none can sin against ...
... fear , yet still affecting fame , Usurped a patriot's all - atoning name : So easy still it proves , in factious times , With public zeal to cancel private crimes . How safe is treason , and how sacred ill , Where none can sin against ...
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... fear , the Basses roar : Echoes from Pissing Alley Shadwell call , And Shadwell they resound from Aston Hall . About thy boat the little fishes throng , As at the morning toast that floats along . Sometimes , as prince of thy harmonious ...
... fear , the Basses roar : Echoes from Pissing Alley Shadwell call , And Shadwell they resound from Aston Hall . About thy boat the little fishes throng , As at the morning toast that floats along . Sometimes , as prince of thy harmonious ...
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... fears inclined ) , An ancient fabric , raised to ' inform the sight , There stood of yore , and Barbican it hight ; A watch tower once ; but now , so Fate ordains , Of all the pile an empty name remains : From its old ruins brothel ...
... fears inclined ) , An ancient fabric , raised to ' inform the sight , There stood of yore , and Barbican it hight ; A watch tower once ; but now , so Fate ordains , Of all the pile an empty name remains : From its old ruins brothel ...
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... fear and shame : When first in print you see him dread Each popgun level'd at his head : The lead yon critic's quill contains Is destined to beat out his brains : As if he heard loud thunders roll , Cries , Lord , have mercy on his soul ...
... fear and shame : When first in print you see him dread Each popgun level'd at his head : The lead yon critic's quill contains Is destined to beat out his brains : As if he heard loud thunders roll , Cries , Lord , have mercy on his soul ...
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... fear he's in decline ; And if you chance to come too late , When he goes out , you share his fate , And bear the new successor's frown ; Or whom you once sang up sing down . Reject with scorn that stupid notion , To praise your hero for ...
... fear he's in decline ; And if you chance to come too late , When he goes out , you share his fate , And bear the new successor's frown ; Or whom you once sang up sing down . Reject with scorn that stupid notion , To praise your hero for ...
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New elegant extracts; a selection from the most eminent prose and ..., Volum 5 New elegant extracts,Richard Alfred Davenport Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1827 |
New elegant extracts; a selection from the most eminent prose and ..., Volum 5 New elegant extracts,Richard Alfred Davenport Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1827 |
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Side 2 - A daring pilot in extremity; Pleased with the danger when the waves went high, He sought the storms; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands, to boast his wit. Great wits are sure to madness near allied, And thin partitions do their bounds divide; Else, why should he, with wealth and honour blest, Refuse his age the needful hours of rest?
Side 1 - A fiery soul, which working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay, And o'er-informed the tenement of clay. A daring pilot in extremity, Pleased with the danger, when the waves went high, He sought the storms ; but for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit.
Side 363 - Much wonder'd that the silly sheep had found Such cause of terror in an empty sound, So sweet to huntsman, gentleman, and hound. MORAL. Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day, Live till to-morrow, will have pass'd away.
Side 336 - When, pop! she starts before their nose; As eager runs the market-crowd, When 'Catch the thief!' resounds aloud; So Maggie runs, the witches follow, Wi' mony an eldritch skreech and hollow.
Side 87 - He, who still wanting, tho' he lives on theft, Steals much, spends little, yet has nothing left: And He, who now to sense, now nonsense leaning, Means not, but blunders round about a meaning: And He, whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not Poetry, but prose run mad: All these, my modest Satire bade translate, And own'd that nine such Poets made a late.
Side 331 - The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter; And ay the ale was growing better: The landlady and Tam grew gracious, Wi' favours, secret, sweet, and precious: The Souter tauld his queerest stories; The landlord's laugh was ready chorus: The storm without might rair and rustle, Tam did na mind the storm a whistle. Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy: As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure: Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,...
Side 333 - And thro' the whins, and by the cairn, Whare hunters fand the murder'd bairn; And near the thorn, aboon the well, Whare Mungo's mither hang'd hersel. Before him Doon pours all his floods; The doubling storm roars thro' the woods; The lightnings flash from pole to pole; Near and more near the thunders roll: When, glimmering thro' the groaning trees, Kirk-Alloway seemed in a bleeze, Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing, And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn! What dangers...
Side 331 - That ilka melder, wi' the miller, Thou sat as lang as thou had siller ; That ev'ry naig was ca'da shoe on, The smith and thee gat roaring fou on ; That at the Lord's house, ev'n on Sunday, Thou drank wi
Side 82 - Twit'nam, and in humble strain Apply to me to keep them mad or vain. Arthur, whose giddy son neglects the laws, Imputes to me and my dainn'd works the cause : Poor Cornus sees his frantic wife elope, And curses wit, and poetry, and Pope. Friend to my life ! (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What drop or nostrum can this plague remove?
Side 2 - In friendship false, implacable in hate, Resolved to ruin or to rule the state...