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... face is often but a mask worn occasionally , and in company , to prevent , if possible a suspicion of what at the same time is passing in the heart . We know that there are people who seldom smile when they are alone , who therefore are ...
... face is often but a mask worn occasionally , and in company , to prevent , if possible a suspicion of what at the same time is passing in the heart . We know that there are people who seldom smile when they are alone , who therefore are ...
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... face ; If smiling peeresses , and simpering peers , Encompassing his throne a few short years ; If the gilt carriage and the pamper'd steed , That wants no driving , and disdains the lead ; If guards , mechanically form'd in ranks ...
... face ; If smiling peeresses , and simpering peers , Encompassing his throne a few short years ; If the gilt carriage and the pamper'd steed , That wants no driving , and disdains the lead ; If guards , mechanically form'd in ranks ...
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... face ; When the rude rabble's watchword was - Destroy , And blazing London seem'd a second Troy ; Liberty blush'd , and hung her drooping head , Beheld their progress with the deepest dread ; Blush'd , that effects like these she should ...
... face ; When the rude rabble's watchword was - Destroy , And blazing London seem'd a second Troy ; Liberty blush'd , and hung her drooping head , Beheld their progress with the deepest dread ; Blush'd , that effects like these she should ...
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... face ) Two or three millions of the human race , And not a tongue inquires , how , where , or when , Though conscience will have twinges now and then ; When profanation of the sacred cause In all its parts , times , ministry , and laws ...
... face ) Two or three millions of the human race , And not a tongue inquires , how , where , or when , Though conscience will have twinges now and then ; When profanation of the sacred cause In all its parts , times , ministry , and laws ...
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... face , Without the smile , the sweetness , or the grace ; The dark and sullen humour of the time Judged every effort of the muse a crime ; Verse , in the finest mould of fancy cast , Was lumber in an age so void of taste : But when the ...
... face , Without the smile , the sweetness , or the grace ; The dark and sullen humour of the time Judged every effort of the muse a crime ; Verse , in the finest mould of fancy cast , Was lumber in an age so void of taste : But when the ...
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¨¡sop Aspasio beneath betimes bids bless'd boast breath call'd cause charms delight design'd distant divine docet dread dream e'en earth ease eyes fair fame fancy fear feel fire flowers folly form'd frown give glory grace hand happy hast heart Heaven honour hope hour JOHN GILPIN labour land learn'd life's light live lost lyre mankind mercy mind mounted best muse nature never nymph o'er once pain pass'd peace perhaps pity pleasure plebeian poet's praise pride prize proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shame shine sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thought toil tongue tremble trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE virtue waste whate'er wind wisdom wisely store wonder worth youth
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371 ÆäÀÌÁö - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
206 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 postboy at his heels, The postboy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
201 ÆäÀÌÁö - Were never folks so glad ; The stones did rattle underneath, As if Cheapside were mad. John Gilpin at his horse's side Seized fast the flowing mane, And up he got, in haste to ride, But soon came down again...
202 ÆäÀÌÁö - His long red cloak, well brushed 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...
203 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
259 ÆäÀÌÁö - My panting side was charged when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.^ There was I found by one who had himself Been hurt by the archers.
338 ÆäÀÌÁö - The sum is this : if man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all — the meanest things that are— As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in His sovereign wisdom made them all.
205 ÆäÀÌÁö - My head is twice as big as yours. They therefore needs must fit. But let me scrape the dirt away, That hangs upon your face ; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case.
381 ÆäÀÌÁö - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
205 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.