Poems, 1-3±ÇPhillips, Sampson, 1855 |
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... too many unhappily rejected with disgust . But we well know , that they who affect to despise the inward feel- ings which religious persons speak of , and to treat them as enthusiasm and folly , have inward feelings of 8 PREFACE .
... too many unhappily rejected with disgust . But we well know , that they who affect to despise the inward feel- ings which religious persons speak of , and to treat them as enthusiasm and folly , have inward feelings of 8 PREFACE .
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... feels : Then view him self - proclaim'd in a gazette 30 35 Chief monster that has plagu'd the nations yet . The globe and sceptre in such hands misplac'd , Those ensigns of dominion , how disgrac'd ! 40 The glass that bids man mark the ...
... feels : Then view him self - proclaim'd in a gazette 30 35 Chief monster that has plagu'd the nations yet . The globe and sceptre in such hands misplac'd , Those ensigns of dominion , how disgrac'd ! 40 The glass that bids man mark the ...
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... feels , Hook disappointment on the publick wheels ; With all their flippant fluency of tongue , Most confident , when palpably most wrong ; If this be kingly , then farewell for me 145 All kingship ; and may I be poor and free ! To be ...
... feels , Hook disappointment on the publick wheels ; With all their flippant fluency of tongue , Most confident , when palpably most wrong ; If this be kingly , then farewell for me 145 All kingship ; and may I be poor and free ! To be ...
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... feel the alacrity and joy With which he shouts and carols Vive le Roi ! 245 Fill'd with as much true merriment and glee , As if he heard his king say - Slave , be free ! ' ! Thus happiness depends , as Nature shows , Less on exteriour ...
... feel the alacrity and joy With which he shouts and carols Vive le Roi ! 245 Fill'd with as much true merriment and glee , As if he heard his king say - Slave , be free ! ' ! Thus happiness depends , as Nature shows , Less on exteriour ...
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... feels indeed the fire The muse imparts , and can command the lyre , Acts with a force and kindles with a zeal , Whate'er the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender TABLE TALK . 23.
... feels indeed the fire The muse imparts , and can command the lyre , Acts with a force and kindles with a zeal , Whate'er the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender TABLE TALK . 23.
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238 ÆäÀÌÁö - These gambols he did play, 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, wond'ring 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,
77 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
113 ÆäÀÌÁö - It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
117 ÆäÀÌÁö - Their blood is shed In confirmation of the noblest claim, Our claim to feed upon immortal truth, To walk with God, to be divinely free, To soar, and to anticipate the skies.
240 ÆäÀÌÁö - And thus unto the youth she said That drove them to the Bell, "This shall be yours when you bring back My husband safe and well." 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.
240 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ah luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear, For while he spake a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear. Whereat his horse did snort as he Had heard a lion roar, And gallop'd off with all his might As he had done before.
184 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...
144 ÆäÀÌÁö - One song employs all nations ; and all cry, " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us !" The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy, 795 Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous hosanna round.
237 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 scream'd, Up flew the windows all ; And ev'ry soul cried out, Well done!
235 ÆäÀÌÁö - Good lack ! quoth he — yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.