PoemsNelson, 1841 - 423페이지 |
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... sweet Liberty , inspires And keeps alive his fierce but noble fires . Patient of constitutional control , He bears it with meek manliness of soul ; But , if Authority grow wanton , woe To him that treads upon his free - born toe ; One ...
... sweet Liberty , inspires And keeps alive his fierce but noble fires . Patient of constitutional control , He bears it with meek manliness of soul ; But , if Authority grow wanton , woe To him that treads upon his free - born toe ; One ...
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... sweet Penitence her powers renew , Is truth , if history itself be true . There is a time , and Justice marks the date , For long - forbearing Clemency to wait ; That hour elapsed , the incurable revolt Is punish'd , and down comes the ...
... sweet Penitence her powers renew , Is truth , if history itself be true . There is a time , and Justice marks the date , For long - forbearing Clemency to wait ; That hour elapsed , the incurable revolt Is punish'd , and down comes the ...
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... sweet poetry may cure ; Or , if to see the name of idle self , Stamp'd on the well - bound quarto , grace the shelf , To float a bubble on the breath of Fame , Prompt his endeavour and engage his aim , Debased to servile purposes of ...
... sweet poetry may cure ; Or , if to see the name of idle self , Stamp'd on the well - bound quarto , grace the shelf , To float a bubble on the breath of Fame , Prompt his endeavour and engage his aim , Debased to servile purposes of ...
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... Sweet harmony , that soothes the midnight hour ! Long ere the charioteer of day had run His morning course , th ' enchantment was begun ; And he shall gild yon mountain's height again , Ere yet the pleasing toil becomes a pain . Is this ...
... Sweet harmony , that soothes the midnight hour ! Long ere the charioteer of day had run His morning course , th ' enchantment was begun ; And he shall gild yon mountain's height again , Ere yet the pleasing toil becomes a pain . Is this ...
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... sweet . Will not the sickliest sheep of every flock Resort to this example as a rock ; There stand and justify the foul abuse Of Sabbath hours with plausible excuse ? If apostolic gravity be free To play the fool on Sundays , why not we ...
... sweet . Will not the sickliest sheep of every flock Resort to this example as a rock ; There stand and justify the foul abuse Of Sabbath hours with plausible excuse ? If apostolic gravity be free To play the fool on Sundays , why not we ...
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Æsop 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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 페이지 - 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.