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... light , uncertain where it falls , Now strikes the roof , now flashes on the walls . A NEW EDITION . LONDON : PRINTED FOR J. JOHNSON , IN ST . PAUL'S CHURCH - YARD . TO THE FIRST VOLUME . WHEN an Author , by 1806 . POEMS ,
... light , uncertain where it falls , Now strikes the roof , now flashes on the walls . A NEW EDITION . LONDON : PRINTED FOR J. JOHNSON , IN ST . PAUL'S CHURCH - YARD . TO THE FIRST VOLUME . WHEN an Author , by 1806 . POEMS ,
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... falls like an inverted cone , ' Wanting its proper base to stand upon . Man made for kings ! those optics are but dim , That tell you so say , rather , they for him . That were indeed a king - ennobling thought , Could they , or would ...
... falls like an inverted cone , ' Wanting its proper base to stand upon . Man made for kings ! those optics are but dim , That tell you so say , rather , they for him . That were indeed a king - ennobling thought , Could they , or would ...
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... fall . B.True . While they live , the courtly laureat pays His quit - rent ode , his pepper - corn of praise ; And many a dunce whose fingers itch to write , Adds , as he can , his tributary mite ; A subject's faults a subject may ...
... fall . B.True . While they live , the courtly laureat pays His quit - rent ode , his pepper - corn of praise ; And many a dunce whose fingers itch to write , Adds , as he can , his tributary mite ; A subject's faults a subject may ...
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... , and abuse , Give it a charge to blacken and traduce ' ; Though Butler's wit , Pope's numbers , Prior's ease , With all that fancy can invent to please , Adorn the polished periods as they fall , One madrigral 20 TABLE TALK .
... , and abuse , Give it a charge to blacken and traduce ' ; Though Butler's wit , Pope's numbers , Prior's ease , With all that fancy can invent to please , Adorn the polished periods as they fall , One madrigral 20 TABLE TALK .
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William Cowper. Adorn the polished periods as they fall , One madrigral of their's is worth them all . A. ' Twould thin the ranks of the poetic tribe , To dash the pen through all that you proscribe . B. No matter we could shift when ...
William Cowper. Adorn the polished periods as they fall , One madrigral of their's is worth them all . A. ' Twould thin the ranks of the poetic tribe , To dash the pen through all that you proscribe . B. No matter we could shift when ...
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276 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 downstairs, "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.
277 ÆäÀÌÁö - His long red cloak, well brush'd and neat, He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed ! But, finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which galled him in his seat. So, Fair and softly...
279 ÆäÀÌÁö - Were shattered 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 seemed to carry weight, With leathern girdle braced ; For all might see the bottle-necks Still dangling at his waist.
246 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
275 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
274 ÆäÀÌÁö - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. 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. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we.
278 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, Well done!
281 ÆäÀÌÁö - What news? what news? your tidings tell ; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come,
216 ÆäÀÌÁö - So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning ; While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws, So famed for his talent in nicely discerning. In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear, And your lordship...
207 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.