Poems, Volum 1J. Johnson and Company, 1812 |
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Side vii
... grand deside- ratum , which alone can relieve the mind of man from painful and unavoidable anxieties , in- spire it with stable peace and solid hope , and furnish those motives and prospects , which , in the PREFACE . vii.
... grand deside- ratum , which alone can relieve the mind of man from painful and unavoidable anxieties , in- spire it with stable peace and solid hope , and furnish those motives and prospects , which , in the PREFACE . vii.
Side xi
... Peace Human Frailty The modern Patriot · 266 • • 269 • 270 • 272 273 275 276 On observing some Names of little Note recorded in the Biographia Britannica Report of an adjudged Case , not to be found in any of the Books . On the Burning ...
... Peace Human Frailty The modern Patriot · 266 • • 269 • 270 • 272 273 275 276 On observing some Names of little Note recorded in the Biographia Britannica Report of an adjudged Case , not to be found in any of the Books . On the Burning ...
Side 4
... peace - restoring close With joy beyond what victory bestows ; Blest country , where these kingly glories shine , Blest England , if this happiness be thine ! A. Guard what you say ; the patriotic tribe Will TABLE TALK .
... peace - restoring close With joy beyond what victory bestows ; Blest country , where these kingly glories shine , Blest England , if this happiness be thine ! A. Guard what you say ; the patriotic tribe Will TABLE TALK .
Side 9
... peace , to pleasure , and good pay ; When Freedom , wounded almost to despair , Though Discontent alone can find out where ; When themes like these employ the poet's tongue , I hear as mute as if a syren sung . Or tell me , if you can ...
... peace , to pleasure , and good pay ; When Freedom , wounded almost to despair , Though Discontent alone can find out where ; When themes like these employ the poet's tongue , I hear as mute as if a syren sung . Or tell me , if you can ...
Side 13
... peace , His spirits rising as his toils increase , Guards well what arts and industry have won , And Freedom claims him for her first - born son . Slaves fight for what were better cast away— The chain that binds them , and a tyrant's ...
... peace , His spirits rising as his toils increase , Guards well what arts and industry have won , And Freedom claims him for her first - born son . Slaves fight for what were better cast away— The chain that binds them , and a tyrant's ...
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beams beneath bids blasphemy blest bliss boast breast call'd charms courser dark dear deed deist delight design'd divine docet dream Earth Edmonton errour ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flow'rs folly fools form'd frown Gilpin give glory God's grace hand happy hast hear heart Heav'n heav'nly hope hour int'rest JOHN GILPIN joys land light lov'd lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse Nature never night NOSEGAY nymph o'er once pain pass'd peace pharisee pity plain pleasure poet poet's poor pow'r praise pray'rs pride proud prove Rome sacred scene scorn scorn'd Scripture seem'd shine sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE VIRG virtue waste Whate'er wisdom wrath zeal
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Side 352 - Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed.
Side 358 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware." So, turning to his horse, he said — " I am in haste to dine ; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
Side 350 - 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 354 - Were shatter'd 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...
Side 265 - 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 359 - 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 post-boy at his heels, The post-boy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Side 330 - 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 353 - 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 scream'd, Up flew the windows all ; And ev'ry soul cried out, Well done!
Side 310 - Still in thought as free as ever, What are England's rights I ask, Me from my delights to sever, Me to torture, me to task ? Fleecy locks and black complexion, Cannot forfeit Nature's claim ; Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.
Side 357 - What news? what news? your tidings tell; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come, Or why you come at all?' Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke; And thus unto the calender In merry guise he spoke: 'I came because your horse would come, And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will soon be here, — They are upon the road.