Poems, Volum 1J. Johnson, 1806 |
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... lyre , Acts with a force , and kindles with a zeal , Whatever the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender sympathy pervades the frame , She pours a sensibility divine Along the nerve of every ...
... lyre , Acts with a force , and kindles with a zeal , Whatever the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender sympathy pervades the frame , She pours a sensibility divine Along the nerve of every ...
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... lyre in such a careless mood , And so disdained the rules he understood , The laurel seemed to wait on his command ; He snatched it rudely from the muses ' hand . Nature , exerting an unwearied power , Forms , opens , and gives scent to ...
... lyre in such a careless mood , And so disdained the rules he understood , The laurel seemed to wait on his command ; He snatched it rudely from the muses ' hand . Nature , exerting an unwearied power , Forms , opens , and gives scent to ...
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... lyre , And tell the world , still kindling as he sung , With more than mortal music on his tongue , That He , who died below , and reigns above , Inspires the song , and that his name is Love . For , after all , if merely to beguile ...
... lyre , And tell the world , still kindling as he sung , With more than mortal music on his tongue , That He , who died below , and reigns above , Inspires the song , and that his name is Love . For , after all , if merely to beguile ...
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... lyre ; From her the canvass borrows light and shade , And verse , more lasting , hues that never fade . She guides the finger over the dancing keys , Gives difficulty all the grace of ease , And pours a torrent of sweet notes around ...
... lyre ; From her the canvass borrows light and shade , And verse , more lasting , hues that never fade . She guides the finger over the dancing keys , Gives difficulty all the grace of ease , And pours a torrent of sweet notes around ...
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... , while at large he strays , Find the sweet lyre , on which an artist plays , With rash and awkward force the chords he shakes , And grins with wonder at the jar he makes ; But let the wise and well - instructed hand Once 264 CONVERSATION .
... , while at large he strays , Find the sweet lyre , on which an artist plays , With rash and awkward force the chords he shakes , And grins with wonder at the jar he makes ; But let the wise and well - instructed hand Once 264 CONVERSATION .
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Side 423 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!
Side 417 - 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 down stairs, '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 419 - So, Fair and softly ! John he cried ; But John he cried in vain, That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Side 298 - Tis easy to resign a toilsome place, But not to manage leisure with a grace; Absence of occupation is not rest, A mind quite vacant, is a mind distress'd.
Side 322 - 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 ? Oh, tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Side 431 - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown : No traveller ever reached that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briars in his road.
Side 304 - a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper solitude is sweet.
Side 375 - 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 320 - 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.
Side 414 - 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.