Poems, Volum 1J. Johnson and Company, 1812 |
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Side 53
... spread the man ; Returning he proclaims by many a grace , By shrugs and strange contortions of his face , How much a dunce , that has been sent to roam , Excels a dunce , that has been kept at home . Accomplishments have taken virtue's ...
... spread the man ; Returning he proclaims by many a grace , By shrugs and strange contortions of his face , How much a dunce , that has been sent to roam , Excels a dunce , that has been kept at home . Accomplishments have taken virtue's ...
Side 56
... spread so fast , Ev'n Lewenhoeck himself would stand aghast , Employ'd to calculate th ' enormous sum , And own his crab - computing pow'rs o'ercome . Is this hyperbole ? The world well known , Your sober thoughts will hardly find it ...
... spread so fast , Ev'n Lewenhoeck himself would stand aghast , Employ'd to calculate th ' enormous sum , And own his crab - computing pow'rs o'ercome . Is this hyperbole ? The world well known , Your sober thoughts will hardly find it ...
Side 63
... Spreads all his canvass , ev'ry sinew plies ; Pants for❜t , aims at it , enters it , and dies ! Then farewell all self - satisfying schemes , His well - built systems , philosophic dreams ; Deceitful views of future bliss farewell ! He ...
... Spreads all his canvass , ev'ry sinew plies ; Pants for❜t , aims at it , enters it , and dies ! Then farewell all self - satisfying schemes , His well - built systems , philosophic dreams ; Deceitful views of future bliss farewell ! He ...
Side 123
... spreads the morning over eastern hills , Earth glitters with the drops the night distils ; The Sun obedient at her call appears , To fling his glories o'er the robe she wears ; Banks cloth'd with flow'rs , groves fill'd with sprightly ...
... spreads the morning over eastern hills , Earth glitters with the drops the night distils ; The Sun obedient at her call appears , To fling his glories o'er the robe she wears ; Banks cloth'd with flow'rs , groves fill'd with sprightly ...
Side 136
... spread a mournful shade , The screaming nations , hov'ring in mid air , Loudly resent the stranger's freedom there , And seem to warn him never to repeat His bold intrusion on their dark retreat . Adieu , Vinosa cries , ere yet he sips ...
... spread a mournful shade , The screaming nations , hov'ring in mid air , Loudly resent the stranger's freedom there , And seem to warn him never to repeat His bold intrusion on their dark retreat . Adieu , Vinosa cries , ere yet he sips ...
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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.