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... - land , Genoa , or Venice , where the laws govern the poor , and the rich govern the law . Vicar of Wakefield , chap . xix . See vol . iii . p . 113 ] Fear , pity , justice , indignation start , Tear THE TRAVELLER . 37.
... - land , Genoa , or Venice , where the laws govern the poor , and the rich govern the law . Vicar of Wakefield , chap . xix . See vol . iii . p . 113 ] Fear , pity , justice , indignation start , Tear THE TRAVELLER . 37.
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Including a Variety of Pieces Now First Collected Oliver Goldsmith Sir James Prior. Fear , pity , justice , indignation start , Tear off reserve , and bare my swelling heart ; Till half a patriot , half a coward grown , I fly from petty ...
Including a Variety of Pieces Now First Collected Oliver Goldsmith Sir James Prior. Fear , pity , justice , indignation start , Tear off reserve , and bare my swelling heart ; Till half a patriot , half a coward grown , I fly from petty ...
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... fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers * wait their hapless prey , And savage men more murderous still than they ; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies , Mingling the ravag'd landscape ...
... fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers * wait their hapless prey , And savage men more murderous still than they ; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies , Mingling the ravag'd landscape ...
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... fear the Lord , and know no other fear . Chorus . Can whips or tortures hurt the mind On God's supporting breast reclin'd ? Stand fast , and let our tyrants see , That fortitude is victory . [ Exeunt . ACT II . Scene as before . Chorus ...
... fear the Lord , and know no other fear . Chorus . Can whips or tortures hurt the mind On God's supporting breast reclin'd ? Stand fast , and let our tyrants see , That fortitude is victory . [ Exeunt . ACT II . Scene as before . Chorus ...
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... fears , forgive my youth ! If shrinking thus , when frowning power appears , I wish for life , and yield me to my fears . Let us one hour , one little hour obey ; To - morrow's tears may wash our stains away . Air . To the last moment ...
... fears , forgive my youth ! If shrinking thus , when frowning power appears , I wish for life , and yield me to my fears . Let us one hour , one little hour obey ; To - morrow's tears may wash our stains away . Air . To the last moment ...
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62 ÆäÀÌÁö - The sober herd that low'd to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
64 ÆäÀÌÁö - The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
73 ÆäÀÌÁö - That call'd them from their native walks away ; When the poor exiles, every pleasure past, Hung round the bowers, and fondly...
109 ÆäÀÌÁö - Twas only that when he was off he was acting. With no reason on earth to go out of his way, He turn'd and he varied full ten times a day...
126 ÆäÀÌÁö - Good people all, with one accord, Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word — From those who spoke her praise. The needy seldom pass'd her door, And always found her kind ; She freely lent to all the poor — Who left a pledge behind. She strove the neighborhood to please With manners wondrous winning; And never follow'd wicked ways — Unless when she was sinning.
138 ÆäÀÌÁö - This dog and man at first were friends; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad, and bit the man. Around from all the...
66 ÆäÀÌÁö - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
64 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
19 ÆäÀÌÁö - Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. Such is the patriot's boast where'er we roam, His first, best country, ever is at home. And yet, perhaps, if countries we compare, And estimate the blessings which they share, Though patriots flatter, still shall wisdom find An equal portion dealt to all mankind ; As different good, by art or nature given To different nations, makes their blessings even.
66 ÆäÀÌÁö - Where many a time he triumph'd, is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high...