Poems, Volume 1J. Johnson, 1800 |
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... head , Beheld their progress with the deepest dread ; Bluth'd , that effects like these the should produce , Worfe than the deeds of galley - flaves broke loose . She lofes in fuch ftorms her very name , And fierce licentiousness fhould ...
... head , Beheld their progress with the deepest dread ; Bluth'd , that effects like these the should produce , Worfe than the deeds of galley - flaves broke loose . She lofes in fuch ftorms her very name , And fierce licentiousness fhould ...
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... head in luxury's foft lap , And took , too often , there his easy nap . If brighter beams than all he threw not forth , ' Twas negligence in him , not want of worth . Surly and flovenly , and bold and coarse , Too proud for art , and ...
... head in luxury's foft lap , And took , too often , there his easy nap . If brighter beams than all he threw not forth , ' Twas negligence in him , not want of worth . Surly and flovenly , and bold and coarse , Too proud for art , and ...
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... head . For ' tis a rule , that holds for ever true , Grant me discernment , and I grant it you . Patient of contradiction , as a child Affable , humble , diffident , and mild ; Such was fir Ifaac , and fuch Boyle and Locke : Your blund ...
... head . For ' tis a rule , that holds for ever true , Grant me discernment , and I grant it you . Patient of contradiction , as a child Affable , humble , diffident , and mild ; Such was fir Ifaac , and fuch Boyle and Locke : Your blund ...
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... head The facred fire - felf - torturing his trade ! His voluntary pains , severe and long , Would give a barb'rous air to British song ; No grand inquifitor could worse invent , Than he contrives , to fuffer , well content . Which is ...
... head The facred fire - felf - torturing his trade ! His voluntary pains , severe and long , Would give a barb'rous air to British song ; No grand inquifitor could worse invent , Than he contrives , to fuffer , well content . Which is ...
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... Yon ancient prude , whofe wither'd features show She might be young fome forty years ago , Her elbows pinion'd close upon her hips , Her head erect , her fan upon her lips , Her eye - brows arch'd , her eyes both gone +68 TRUT H.
... Yon ancient prude , whofe wither'd features show She might be young fome forty years ago , Her elbows pinion'd close upon her hips , Her head erect , her fan upon her lips , Her eye - brows arch'd , her eyes both gone +68 TRUT H.
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Page 77 - Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.
Page 317 - Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here! Who bidst me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly as the precept were her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Page 265 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land In a moment I seem to be there; But alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Page 265 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 319 - Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we call'd the past'ral house our own.
Page 282 - Did you admire my lamp, quoth he, As much as I your minstrelsy, You would abhor to do me wrong, As much as I to spoil your song; For 'twas the...
Page 265 - But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction a grace, And reconciles man to his lot.
Page 159 - Tis thus Omnipotence his law fulfils, And vengeance executes what justice wills. Again— the band of commerce was designed To associate all the branches of mankind ; And if a boundless plenty be the robe, Trade is the golden girdle of the globe.
Page 319 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...
Page 196 - He says but little, and that little said Owes all its weight, like loaded dice, to lead. His wit invites you by his looks to come, But when you knock it never is at home...